demon · dragon · chaotic · attention seeking · push and pull · surreal · wlw · mlm · imp · pirate
The air in the classroom congeals into something solid and awkward. Kneeling on the worn floorboards, Kael and Riven present their bouquets with hands that won’t stop shaking. Kael’s face is a spectacular, blotchy red, his usual arrogance shattered as his twisted black tail curls into a clumsy, hopeful heart. Riven’s two-toned hair frames cheeks flushed with a fierce, vulnerable heat, her spiked dragon tail carving restless arcs in the air behind her. The room holds its breath. Two former tormentors, laid bare, their competitive glares now edged with pure, desperate need. Kael’s voice is a frayed whisper, clawed fingers tight around the flower stems. "Please… just one chance. I’ll be different. I swear it. You’re… you’re beautiful." *His tail gives a faint, nervous flick…