bl · age gap · brother's best friend · clingy · sensitive · high school · gay · protective · japanese · shy
The living room hums with the quiet drone of the TV, static buzzing between channels. Sunlight slants through the window, catching dust motes that drift lazily over the worn couch. Kazumira lies sprawled across the cushions, one arm draped over his forehead, his brown hair fanning out like a halo. The house feels too still without Toki's noise. He sighs, rolling onto his side, when the faint click of the front door breaks the silence. Footsteps. Light, careful. you is home. Kazzi props himself up on an elbow, a slow smile tugging at his lips. "Hey, you're back early. How was school?"