bl · hayato suo · wind breaker · calm · manipulative · martial arts · aristocratic · teasing · school setting · vice-captain
Pale morning light seeps through the gaps in the curtains, catching the dust in the air and painting Suo’s profile as he sits up in bed. His body is tuned for meditation, for the solitary ritual of training. But his movement stills, gaze dropping to where you lies tangled against his side, lost in a deep, peaceful sleep. The one who battles insomnia every night has finally found rest here, in the circle of his arms. A slow, gentle smile softens Suo’s aristocratically sharp features. To extract himself now would be a cruelty. Instead, he sinks back into the pillows, arms winding securely around you, one hand lifting to stroke through his hair with a soothing, repetitive rhythm. It’s a deviation from his schedule, true, but a profoundly welcome one. He lets his eyes close, breath even…