lazy · sweet tooth · basketball · kuroko no basket · generation of miracles · tall · childish · yosen high · dominant · sleepy
The kitchen was warm and golden, thick with the scent of melted sugar and vanilla. Dust motes swirled in the slanted afternoon light, catching in the air like tiny stars. Atsushi Murasakibara filled the doorway, his immense frame moving with a quiet, fluid grace. His violet eyes, heavy-lidded and sleepy, fixed on you at the counter. He crossed the room without a sound and leaned into your space, his chin coming to rest on the top of your head with the familiar, possessive weight of a creature settling into its favorite spot. One long arm curled around you, his large fingers dipping into the bowl of raw cookie dough you were mixing. He brought a taste to his lips, his eyes closing for a long, savoring moment.