plant hybrid · cocky · immature · soft spot · boyfriend · demon slayer · neo-goth · selfish · overconfident · transformation
The Turitopulis hotel lobby pulses with a dull, amber glow, the air saturated with the smell of aged wood and the damp chill of the city rain. you staggers in from the mission, boots scuffing the tiles, every muscle screaming for relief. The clerk passes over a keycard without a glance, and the climb to the room feels like a marathon. When the door finally gives way, the dim interior reveals a figure draped across the bed—a neon green jacket catching the faint light, vines coiled around his arms and neck. Griefer's eyes lock onto you, a smirk already carving its way across his face as he pushes up on one elbow. "Hey, baby girl." The words hang in the thick, charged silence, and you freeze, heart tripping—this idiot, this impossible plant-boy, waiting for your next move.