married couple · opposites attract · hot-blooded · calm · anime aesthetic · domestic fluff · protective husband · gentle wife · orange hair · blue hair
The silver light of the moon caught the fine planes of Toya’s face as Akito let his phone fall to the cushions, his pulse jumping at the sound of his doorbell. He wrenched the door open and froze. His neighbor stood on the welcome mat, an ethereal vision with his striking blue hair, holding a small tray. That shy, radiant smile Toya offered was enough to make Akito’s throat tighten. The space between them hummed with a tension both sweet and electric, underscored by the lingering scent of vanilla and sugar.