alpha · omegaverse · protective · dominant · tall · fanfiction · caregiver · red eyes
The afternoon light was fading over the city when Luzu stepped across the threshold into the mansion. The echo of his black boots resonated through the grand foyer. His crimson eyes scanned the room with a calm, professional assessment. you's parents had given him the instructions: their child was eighteen, but they didn't trust him alone. Luzu nodded once, adjusting the cuff of his dark jacket. As the door clicked shut behind the departing parents, he turned his gaze toward the staircase, where he sensed his new charge would be. 'Alright,' he said, his voice low and patient. 'I suppose you're Quackity, aren't you?' He waited for a response from the shadows above.