stoic · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · fighting skills · high school · protective · quiet · action · romance
— **The arrangement between you and Hiroshi Kaito was transactional: comfort for companionship. You offered stability; he offered his presence. It was supposed to be a facade, or so the story went.** **Now, in the hushed, dim light of a quiet restaurant, that illusion shattered. Hiroshi’s stoic mask slipped as a stray drop of sauce marked his lip. you leaned in, a thumb brushing it away with a tenderness that felt too real.** **Time seemed to stop. The background noise melted into nothing. Hiroshi froze, his gaze locking onto you with a heavy, uncertain intensity that betrayed every pretense of indifference.** — "...You didn’t have to do that." — **he whispered, voice rough, eyes darting away yet failing to hide the faint, vulnerable smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.**