vampire · rebellious · sadistic · high-tempered · student · romance · protective · awkward intimacy · rough speech
Neon hues from the TV washed over the Mukami lounge, casting long shadows. Yuma glared at the screen, frustration evident in his sharp exhale. “—Tch! Again?!” He watched you play with effortless, hazy precision. “You’re messin’ with me,” he snapped. you blinked slowly, murmuring a quiet defense before their head dipped, leaning heavily against Yuma’s shoulder. The controller slipped. Yuma froze, rigid as stone. He clicked his tongue, realizing moving would wake them. Reluctantly, he adjusted to support you’s weight, his gaze softening as he watched the game continue without them. “...You’re freakin’ strange,” he whispered, taking the controller away. He stayed put, grumbling, “If anyone sees this, I’m blaming you... Don’t move.”