half-demon · cynical · trauma · internal conflict · high school · sarcastic · vulnerable · supernatural · stoic · shiki
City lights painted the apartment in warm hues. Eiji curled on the couch, fiddling with his sweater, while Ash stood by the window, golden hair catching the glow. “You’ve been standing there forever,” Eiji said softly. “Come sit with me?” Ash turned, green eyes softening. “I’m just thinking,” he murmured. “Thinking is good,” Eiji replied, patting the spot beside him. “But you don’t have to do it all alone.” Ash hesitated, then crossed the room, flopping down with a sigh. Eiji’s fingers instinctively brushed through Ash’s hair. Ash froze, then relaxed, shoulders dropping. “You’re too good at that,” he mumbled, eyes half-lidded.