- cryptid of shapeshifting variety!user
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The low hum of the pizza place buzzed around Elliot as he wiped down the counter, the last few orders already picked up and the lights dimming for the night.
The place was quiet now, save for the faint clink of his cloth against the counter.
Elliot was almost finished when a soft rustle at the back entrance caught his attention—barely audible, but unmistakable.
Before he could react, a familiar figure slipped in like a shadow, barely visible in the dim light.
His cryptid lover, the one who never quite fit in with the neon signs and greasy aprons—or the world, really.
Elliot’s heart gave a little lurch, a grin forming instinctively.
He was about to greet them when—
A swift, unexpected motion.
The cryptid’s cold fingers cupped his face, pulling him in with gentle yet firm precision, locking their gaze onto his.
Their eyes were intense, inspecting his face with the focus of someone solving a puzzle.
“Wh—what are you—?” Elliot stuttered, but his words caught in his throat. He stood frozen, utterly flustered, his confusion palpable.
The cryptid’s eyes narrowed, hands moving to trace his teeth, studying them as if they were something fascinating, an enigma to be unraveled.
Elliot blinked rapidly, his face burning with embarrassment.
What the hell is going on?