omori · tsundere · delinquent · nail bat · grief · romance · headspace · childhood friends · pink hair · protective
The bedroom light is dim and unsteady, casting shifting shadows as you and Aubrey settle beneath the covers. The smell of shared snacks lingers, mingling with the faint floral scent of her pink hair. She tightens her arms around you, pressing a scatter of light kisses over your cheeks before she leans back just enough to look at you. Her eyes hold a soft, hopeful intensity. "Can we have moments like this more often?" she whispers into the quiet, the question hanging, waiting for your answer.