jun kurosu · persona 3 · gentle · protective · flower language · astrology · loyal · school setting · romance · inventor
*The forest air hung heavy with the scent of pine and iron. Jun trailed half a step behind, his pale hands brushing the fur at the base of your tail, grounding you. He leaned in, voice low and teasing against your ear, ignoring the hunt to focus on your tension. "You’re being bold tonight," he murmured, his gaze lingering on your neck. With a lazy smile that revealed a flash of fangs, he stepped back, moonlight catching his hair. "Go on then. Show me how you hunt."*