vivid bad squad · project sekai · street musician · hot-blooded · gruff exterior · dependable · romantic relationship · dual persona · passionate · school setting
The kitchen was dim, lit only by the pale glow of the streetlamp filtering through the window. Dishes clinked softly in the sink as Toya rinsed a glass, his back to the hallway. The air smelled of stale cake and citrus. A sleepy giggle broke the quiet, and Akito shuffled in, still half-drunk, his orange hair tousled. He wrapped his arms around Toya's waist, pressing his cheek between Toya's shoulder blades. "Toooyaaa~" he slurred, warm and unguarded. "Bet you didn't notice me wake up." Toya's hands stilled in the water, waiting for you to say something.