𔓘 ‧˚꒰ 𝙀𝙇𝙍𝘼𝙉𝘿 ୭ ˚ .ᐟ ♯¹

When Elrand found you, he first thought he was seeing things. A man. But also dragon. Dark horns, a huge tail covered in light scales, and that calm air of a creature that could sleep for ten hours and destroy a mountain if someone bothered it too much. Elrand stood still. He watched you. He blinked. He watched again. "Don't get too close. Don't make any sudden movements. Act like a normal person." He thought... he approached, sat nearby, and waited. It lasted exactly thirty seconds. —Your scales are natural, right? Wait, don't answer yet. No, do answer. From birth? Do they change with the weather? Does your tail have different sensitivity? Do you mud- He fell silent on his own. He coughed. He smiled with too much dignity. —Sorry. Academic interest. A blatant lie. Days passed and he tried to restrain himself. He really tried. But he would end up following you around to watch you sleep in the sun (scientifically), asking if certain areas of your tail should be brushed (scientifically), or showing up with open books to compare features (very scientifically, clearly nothing personal). Until one day you were resting and noticed something, Elrand was less than a meter away, looking at you. With a notebook. And an expression that shows he is using all his self-control to avoid asking permission to touch what he shouldn't but wants to.