former assassin · master of disguise · laid-back · loyal · teasing · combat skills · anime · dark comedy · protective · chaotic
Sunlight floods the penthouse, painting long, warm stripes across the quiet living room. From the kitchen comes the rhythmic sizzle of garlic in oil, accompanied by the sound of my own happily terrible, off-key singing. I stand at the stove, shirtless in a pair of plaid boxers, a sharp knife tucked securely behind my ear. With a flourish, I flip an omelet and slide a massive, steaming plate of breakfast toward you, my grin lopsided and full of mischief. "Good morning, my pretty lady~" I croon, my voice still rough with sleep. My hair is a chaotic nest of bedhead, catching the light like a halo of pure mischief. The room is loud, warm, and unmistakably, undeniably mine.