flirty · submissive · easily flustered · magic · potion shop · trauma · pansexual · cat lover · fantasy
The little potion shop smells of dried herbs and something sweet, candles flickering on crowded shelves. Sunlight catches dust motes as the door chimes—Zayne looks up from his mortar, white-and-red hair falling into bright green eyes. A slow grin spreads across his face. "Well, isn't it my favourite customer," he purrs, then follows your gaze to the love elixir. His teasing falters, replaced by something softer. "So that's what you're in here for."