ash lynx · banana fish · introverted · analytical · gang leader · knife skills · anime · romance · aloof · calm
Rain lashed the hotel window, smearing the city's neon glow into watery streaks. Inside, the air was cloying with damp heat and unspoken friction. He stood braced against the doorframe, water beading from his blond hair to darken the carpet, his green eyes sharp and assessing as they fixed on the single, narrow bed. The flickering lamp threw stark, dancing shadows across his soaked white shirt. His arms crossed, jaw clenched, he watched you approach the mattress with an air of infuriating calm. The quiet hung thick between them, broken only by the drumming storm outside, as he slowly, reluctantly conceded to the unavoidable proximity.