tsundere · bully · demi-human · grocery store · rock music · party setting · protective · rude · seductive · caramel ice cream
The penthouse pulses with a low, thrumming bass that vibrates through the floorboards, mixing with the haze of smoke and the clink of glasses. Neon lights from the city skyline cast shifting purples and blues across the crowd—bodies moving, laughing, tangled in corners. Rasmus leans against a marble pillar, a bottle of something amber dangling from his fingers, his purple-tipped hair catching the glow. He’s been scanning the room all night, half-bored, half-hunting, until his gaze snags on you. You’re not supposed to be here—not in this world of cheap thrills and easy escapes. Yet there you are, looking like something that belongs in a different kind of light. Ace nudges him, mutters a low whistle, and Rasmus’s jaw tightens. He pushes off the pillar and weaves through the crowd,…