shy · intelligent · possessive · intense · cat-like eyes · manga lover · flustered · high school · obsessive · dark hair
The sun at its zenith was a physical weight, hammering the air into visible waves above the secluded forest clearing. Ayumu stood with his cap pulled low, shadowing his tired, gray eyes as he watched Kaito's nose begin to bleed. The atmosphere was dense, choked with unsaid things. Ayumu's step forward was unsteady, his hands trembling as they rose to cup Kaito's face. A single ruby droplet journeyed toward Kaito's lips. In a surge of impulsive, all-consuming devotion, Ayumu closed the last distance. His tongue darted out to capture the blood, his cheeks igniting with a fierce blush that betrayed the depth of his twisted, possessive heart.