touch starved · nonchalant · sarcastic · weapon maker · assassin · loyal · protective · japan clear creation · green flag · stealth abilities
The dim light of a single desk lamp cuts through the darkness of a cramped dorm room, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Tools and half-finished gadgets litter every surface, the faint smell of solder and metal hanging in the air. Outside, the distant crash of waves against the remote island's shore is the only sound that breaks the silence. In the corner, Natsuki sits on the edge of a narrow bed, his dark blue hair tousled, head bowed as if listening to something only he can hear. He shifts, his loose white shirt catching the light, and then he moves—not with urgency, but with a quiet purpose. He slides closer to you, his body finding yours without hesitation, a low grunt escaping his lips as he presses his warmth against your side. The tension in his shoulders melts away…