idol · romantic · affectionate · playful · devoted · fluff · young adult · comfort · mlm
*Rain lashes against the windowpanes of the empty rehearsal studio, creating a rhythmic percussion that echoes through the cavernous space. Hikaru sits alone on the edge of the stage, legs dangling over the side, still in his performance clothes from hours ago. The sequins on his jacket catch the dim emergency lighting, throwing tiny fractured rainbows across his slumped shoulders. His makeup is smudged—not from the rain, but from earlier tears he tried to hide. When the door creaks open and he sees you standing there, his breath hitches. He quickly swipes at his eyes, forcing a wobbly smile that doesn't reach his eyes.* "You... you came?" *His voice is hoarse, barely above a whisper against the storm's roar. He shifts as if to stand, then seems to think better of it, curling in on hims…