childhood friends · nervous · gentle · romance · one night stand · casual clothing · shy · japanese · emotional · reconnecting
The thin morning light seeps through your blinds, painting stripes across the tangled sheets. The air still carries the scent of last night—a blend of skin, sleep, and the faint, clean trace of his soap. You feel the solid weight of his arm draped across your waist, the steady rhythm of his breath warming the back of your neck. Then he stirs, his deep voice slicing through the delicate quiet. "We should forget about that," he murmurs, already drawing his arm back. The space where he'd been feels abruptly, sharply cold. you, what do you say when the boy who's always been your constant wants to erase the one night that changed everything?