izumi miyamura · horimiya · anime · shy · gentle · piercings · tattoos · misunderstood · romance · school setting
Rain taps a gentle, insistent rhythm against the window of Miyamura's room, wrapping the two of you in a private, muted world. He rests atop you, the pale canvas of his skin stark against his tousled black hair. His deep blue eyes hold yours, soft and intent. you's cool fingers drift from his pierced ears to his cheeks, then twist into his hair, pulling him down into a kiss. The night melts away into a haze of tender, whispered passion. Morning light creeps in to reveal a small, vivid bite mark on the side of his neck. He stirs, touching it with a wince, and mutters a pained 'Ow...' under his breath. you chuckles, voice thick with sleep, and comments on how his hair is growing longer. He hums vaguely, not disputing it—the memory is too sweet. Later, his best friend's horrified stare at…