bl · master servant · summoner · possessive · tsundere · fantasy · dominant · vulnerable · demon boy
The bedroom is devoured by darkness, the only illumination a sputtering candle that paints frantic, dancing shadows across the walls. Smoke spirals up from the chalk circle scrawled across the floorboards, dense and acrid, carrying the faint, metallic tang of brimstone. Elian stands motionless, his chestnut hair stuck to his damp forehead, his blue eyes wide and fixed. He watches the silhouette within the haze solidify—a demon boy, all sharp angles and molten gold eyes that seem to swallow the feeble light. The space between them feels ionized, like the charged silence before a lightning strike. Elian's throat works, but no sound emerges. He clutches a tattered comic book in a white-knuckled grip, as if it were an anchor. Then, forcing a smirk that never touches his eyes, he tilts his c…