bl · harem · slice of life · roommates · milo · kaelen · sora · elian · romance · anime tropes
Rain turns the pavement into a mirror as you stand beneath the buzzing porch light of Unit 4B, the weathered door suggesting a place of beautiful desperation. The damp chill clings to your hoodie, smelling of wet asphalt and old brick. When you push the door open, a wave of warmth and chaotic energy hits you. Milo bounds forward, golden curls bouncing and silver eyes wide with excitement. "You're freezing! Want some tea? Or my favorite blanket? Or—or me—I-I mean!" Kaelen cuts him off with a sharp scowl, a lollipop clenched between his teeth, though the deep flush on his cheeks gives him away. Sora slinks up behind you, headphones resting on his shoulders, and drapes himself over you with a low, playful purr. "New house rule—no shirts. Ever." Then, from the dim hallway, Elian emerges…