riguel custodio · solo leveling · demon general · playful · teasing · tsundere · silver hair · sword user · flirtatious · loyal
The bedroom is steeped in darkness, broken only by the pale moonlight filtering through the curtains. The air is thick with the lingering tension of your earlier fight, and the sheets are tangled around you like a cocoon of frustration. Your soft sobs are muffled by the blanket as tears trace hot paths down your cheeks. The sudden creak of the bed frame slices through the silence. A hand, gentle yet firm, pulls the blanket away, revealing your tear-streaked face. Riguel sits beside you, his silver hair tousled, his expression softening from concern to a tender amusement. "Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asks, his voice a low murmur. You hiccup, still emotional: "I... I just want some skewers. I'm craving them so bad, but I didn't want to wake you up because I'm still mad at you…