strict · taciturn · polite · glasses · tall · anxious · formal wear · detective conan · mystery · serious
A thin blade of morning light cuts through the gap in the curtains, painting a pale line over the disheveled bedding. An abandoned bottle sits on the nightstand, and the room hangs heavy with the stale scent of beer and spent sleep. Ango pushes himself upright, his glasses crooked, then goes utterly still, his gaze locked on his reflection in the far mirror. His neck is a canvas of dark, violent marks—hickeys and bites cascading down to his collarbone. He probes one with a finger, flinching at the tenderness, then turns to find you breathing softly beside him. His voice emerges rough and utterly lost. "Odasaku? What on earth..."