muscular · scarred · tsundere · devoted · captivity · rough exterior · soft spot · romance · intense gaze · loyal
The air inside the wooden box grows thick, heavy with the scent of alcohol and sweat. The faint light from the party outside seeps through the cracks, casting dancing shadows across his face. Genya stands before you, his chest rising and falling with agitated breaths, one hand braced against the wall. His intense gaze pierces right through you. "Stop moving," he says, but his voice carries a faint tremor. What is he truly feeling with you this close?