creators of the night · fae · sarcastic · flirtatious · baking · romantic · velaris · tall · violet eyes · honest
Golden morning light filters through the storefront, illuminating the swirling flour and dancing dust motes that scent the air with warm yeast and sugar. The chime above the door rings out, announcing a familiar arrival. Nyx strides inside, his presence instantly filling the room. His violet eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that makes the rest of the shop blur into the background. He slides across the floor and leans heavily against the wooden counter, a lazy, knowing smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Good morning, you," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration. "I trust you've kept something truly exquisite aside for me today?"