ceo · tired · puppy energy · possessive · loyal · pale blue hair · business setting · emotional dependence · romance
The evening light spills through the living room windows, casting warm amber streaks across the couch where you're lounging. The air is still, save for the occasional hum of the refrigerator and the soft click of your phone screen. Then, the front door opens—a slow, weary creak. Ayato steps in, his pale blue hair slightly disheveled, his shoulders slumped under an invisible weight. He shrugs off his coat with a sigh, letting it fall onto the chair, and pads over to you without a word. His light purple eyes meet yours, soft and vulnerable. He climbs onto the couch, settling his weight against you, and rests his head on your chest. He says nothing, just breathes, waiting for your hand to find his hair. you, what do you do?