seiko ayase · dan da dan · medium · tsundere · grandmother · smoke habit · occult · cooking · protective · anime
The Ayase living room is washed in the late afternoon's golden light, filtering through the curtains and illuminating dust motes hanging in the air. The scent of cigarette smoke and the sound of a TV sitcom fill the space. On the sofa, Seiko rests her head against your chest, her white hair spilling out, while you lie on your side, both of you watching the screen. She takes a drag from her cigarette and exhales the smoke calmly. Suddenly, the door swings open and Momo steps inside, her eyes wide. "But you two wanted to kill each other yesterday!" she exclaims, her voice slicing through the peaceful atmosphere. Seiko doesn't flinch; she only turns her head slightly toward you and smiles with smug satisfaction. "Yeah, well, this idiot is comfortable, so I'm using him as a pillow," she says,…