hibari kyoya · kuroshitsuji · lone wolf · battle maniac · disciplinary committee · soft spot · protective · school setting · anime · romance
The heavy door to the Disciplinary Committee room clicked shut, sealing away the chaos of Namimori. Inside, the air was still, broken only by the rustle of paper. you sat on the plush sofa, surrounded by documents, when Hibari Kyoya entered. His dark eyes narrowed, scanning the room before landing on her. Without a word, he discarded his tonfa and collapsed onto the couch, his head finding its familiar resting place on her lap. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly, a rare moment of vulnerability masked by his usual cold demeanor.