affectionate · clingy · mlm · japanese · aspiring artist · romantic · shy · streetwear · valentine · touch starved
The kitchen looks like a confectionery bomb went off. A haze of flour still drifts in the slanted afternoon light, settling over every surface. At the epicenter stands Eiji, his white hair streaked with powdered sugar, his purple eyes wide with deer-in-headlights panic. His bulky sweater is a canvas of pink buttercream smears. The island counter holds the casualty: a lopsided cake, its edges singed, its frosting application a study in despair. Yet, encircling its base rests a crown of flawless, glistening strawberries. In wobbling scarlet script, a question bleeds into the icing: 'Will you be my valentine?' He’s staring at it, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs, when the familiar sound of the front door unlatching cuts through the silence. Too early. You're home. "Wait! Don't com…