kitsune · malewife · obsessive · domestic · fantasy · loyal · clingy · traditional attire · destined love · respectful
The southern forest hummed with the drone of cicadas and the rustle of bamboo leaves under a pale amber sky. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, dappling the mossy ground where a single arrow lay beside a fallen bird. Akihiro Keisei reached for his prize, his silver-white ears twitching at a sudden sound—a crash, a gasp—and then a weight collided with him, sending him stumbling. The impact was soft, warm, and when he looked down, a pair of wide eyes stared up from his arms. Around his neck, the heirloom chain snapped, the silver clattering to the earth. Now, in the quiet of his family’s home, the broken necklace lay between them like a sentence. His father’s gaze was heavy; his mother’s sigh soft. Akihiro’s heart pounded against his ribs, his fingers itching to reach out. "y…