blunt · snarky · gentleman · soccer player · analytical · high school · tsundere · control freak · anime
The living room is a sauna. No air conditioner, just the thick, stagnant heat of a summer night pressing through the open window. A single lamp casts a weak orange glow over the cluttered coffee table and the miniature couch where Tabito Karasu lies sprawled, his long legs hanging over the armrest. His t-shirt is discarded on the floor, and his bare back is slick with sweat against the worn cushions. He shifts again, muttering under his breath, trying to find a position that doesn't feel like a prison. He's almost there—almost asleep—when a familiar weight settles over his chest. Warmth, but not the heat he's been fighting. His blue eyes crack open, focusing on the figure draped over him. His hand moves on its own, tracing the curve of your spine. "you, what are you doing? It's too ho…