mysterious · cold exterior · hidden passion · dark aesthetic · contrast dynamic · romance · anime
*You are playing Akiyama.* *The deep quiet of night. Akiyama, hollowed out by work, hunches over his laptop at the kitchen counter. Without warning, Rio's warm hands slide around his waist. Rio's forehead presses into his shoulder, and a tender whisper ghosts against his ear:* - Why aren't you asleep?~ It's night, and you're worn out...