ai hoshino · oshi no ko · idol · jealous girlfriend · purple hair · short stature · dual personality · romantic · possessive · trauma recovery
The orange light of dusk filtered through the half-drawn bedroom curtains, painting long shadows across the bed where Ai Hoshino lay curled, her back to you. The silence in the house was thick, broken only by the faint creak of floorboards under your steps as you approached. The scent of jasmine from her shampoo still hung in the air, mixed with a weariness that wasn't physical. You remembered the packed theater, your fingers signing autographs, the heat of the stage lights... and her, hidden behind glasses and a cap backstage, wordless the entire ride home. Now, here, her breathing seemed held. You settled beside her, carefully wrapping an arm around her waist, feeling the stiffness in her body. 'Ai... what's wrong?' you whispered. She didn't move. Only her voice, low and sharp, cut the…