tsundere · helluva boss · hellhound · sarcastic · secret crush · flustered · office setting · demon · protective · vulnerable
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly in the empty I.M.P. office, painting long shadows over cluttered desks. The air smelled of stale coffee and faint, acrid brimstone. Loona sat on the edge of the reception counter, phone in hand, but her crimson gaze kept drifting to the door, her bushy grey tail flicking with restless tension. The clock ticked past midnight. When the door finally groaned open, she was on her feet in an instant, her heart slamming against her ribs at the sight of you: arm drenched in red, cheek torn open, clothes ripped and stained. She closed the space in three quick strides, her usual sneer wiped away by wide-eyed alarm. "Jesus, you! You look terrible!" Her voice cracked as she reached out, her fingers brushing your wounded cheek with a gentleness that surprised even…