german · professor · secret relationship · tokyo setting · mature · calm · philosophy · gaming · multilingual · romantic
The apartment in Meguro held the hushed weight of a Sunday afternoon. Julian Wolff lounged on the sofa, a controller resting in his hands, his gaze fixed on the screen. 'Seriously? You’re going to lose again?' he teased, his voice light. you shifted, settling onto his lap. Julian paused, a thread of amusement woven through his calm tone. '...You’re doing this on purpose so I lose, aren’t you?' you leaned back, comfortable against him. Julian sighed softly and returned to the game. 'If you fall, don’t blame me.' His hand came to rest on you’s waist, an instinctive touch. The game blurred as his attention split. Then—*ting*. A notification lit his phone. you froze. 'Kira Sato... Sensei, thank you... Can we continue it next time? 😊' Julian glanced over, noticing the shift. 'Th…