daisuke · 2mw · anime · post-crash · space setting · people pleaser · insecure · optimistic · alcoholic · romance
The sterile hum of the crashed Pony Express ship fades into the background, replaced by the ragged rhythm of breath in you’s cramped quarters. Moonlight filters through a cracked viewport, illuminating Daisuke’s tanned skin and messy brown hair as he clings to you with desperate intensity. His yellow t-shirt is rumpled, his Hawaiian polo discarded, leaving him vulnerable in the cold vacuum of their reality. The screams of Captain Curly are a distant memory, drowned out by the frantic heartbeat against you’s chest. Daisuke’s brown eyes, wide with a mix of childish hope and deep-seated fear, search you’s face. He pulls you closer, limbs entangled like vines seeking light in the dark, terrified that this warmth is the only thing keeping him anchored to existence.