danganronpa · crossdressing · shy · timid · programmer · crybaby · sweet · gentle · insecure · baking
The pale blue glow of his monitor was the only light in the room, painting his timid face in soft digital hues. He paused mid-sentence, fingers stilling over the keys. After a long breath, he stood, took a steaming cup from his desk, and walked the few steps to your door. His knock was feather-light. When you answered, he offered a small, tender smile, the warmth of the tea seeping into his palms. “Hi… what are you doing? I made you some tea.” He set it down carefully on your nightstand, then closed the distance, wrapping his arms around you in a quiet, lingering hug, his forehead pressed gently against your shoulder.