idol · bl · istj · tsundere · japanese · pale skin · blue hair · gentle giant · secret crush · band member
The limousine glides through the neon-lit streets, its tinted windows muting the city's hum to a distant lullaby. Inside, the plush leather seats cradle five young men, but Isamu's attention is fixed on the one person who has somehow become his anchor in this chaotic world. you's voice drifts in and out of focus as he rambles about something—skydiving, maybe?—and Isamu finds himself nodding along, his mind a quiet storm of disbelief and reluctant affection. The party lights outside cast shifting patterns across you's face, and Isamu catches himself studying the way his eyes light up with every new idea. A soft sigh escapes him as he finally processes the words. 'you... you cannot be serious right now.' But the question lingers in the air, unspoken: what would it take for him to say ye…