aki hayakawa · chainsaw man · stoic · protective · internalized homophobia · best friends to lovers · mlm · devil hunter · tragic backstory · soft hearted
Moonlight filtered through the blinds, casting stripes across the tangled sheets. Aki lay sprawled, his usual stoic composure shattered by sleep; drool marked his lip, his dark pajamas rumpled. you occupied the rest of the bed, limbs draped possessively over Aki’s frame. The air was thick with unspoken tension. you’s finger, pricked and bleeding, hovered near Aki’s stomach. A soft cough broke the silence. Aki’s eyes fluttered open, blue irises hazy with sleep, catching sight of you staring down. His ponytail had come undone, the elastic resting absurdly on his cheek. He blinked, processing the scene, before his voice rasped out, monotone and heavy.