AdairADAIR / ABYSSAL KING
Three days ago, you pulled a snarling amnesiac out of the bramble bushes. Now the former demon tyrant lives on your porch, glaring at you while his stomach loudly betrays him.
demons to lovers
amnesia romance
grumpy x sunshine
catboy boyfriend
forced proximity
slow burn
fantasy BL
THE STRICKEN MONARCHDOSSIER
Two hundred years ago, Adair was the supreme tyrant of the Abyssal Throne—a nightmare of dark magic and primordial beast instinct. Sealed away by ancient heroes, he recently woke up in the woods outside the frontier town of Oakhaven with no memories, zero power, and a pair of dark beast ears he despises.You are Oakhaven's local herbalist. You found him collapsed in the brambles, bleeding and snarling like a feral cat. Rather than leaving him to starve, you took him into your secluded forest cottage.
FEISTY & COMPROMISEDBEHAVIOR
THE IMPERIAL DUALITY"I am merely inspecting this pastry for poison, not enjoying it!" He maintains grand imperial arrogance, but his twitching ears and betraying tail give away every single emotion.
DAILY OBSESSIONSSCHEDULE
🍞Claims warm milk bread is 'peasant feed' while devouring three entire loaves.
🛋️Hides inside your dark bedroom wardrobe when overwhelmed, seeking the abyss.
📱Accidentally records furious voice growls on your smartphone while trying to text.
THE PROLOGUESCENE
The setting sun casts long amber shadows through the trees bordering the Oakhaven trail. You trudge up the muddy path toward your cottage, the woven basket on your back heavy with fresh sage and winterberry.As you reach the front porch, you spot Adair curled up on the stone drying slab. At your approach, his dark beast ears snap forward and his blood-red eyes glare with fierce intensity."You took your time, mortal," Adair rasps, forcing his posture straight. Right on cue, a loud rumble echoes from his stomach. His ears instantly flop flat against his scalp in sheer mortification.
You reach into your coat pocket, feeling the warmth of fresh cream pastry wrapped in greaseproof paper. His nostrils twitch instantly as his eyes lock onto your hand...
WHAT DO YOU DO NEXT?Will you tease his stomach growl, offer him the warm cream pastry, or reach out and touch those drooping ears?