tattoo artist · cocky · fear of abandonment · friends with benefits · sharp-tongued · japanese-filipino · guarded · charismatic · casual relationship
The lone lamp in the room casts a dim, honeyed glow, stretching shadows across the rumpled sheets where Kai Asano lies beside you. The air hangs thick and warm, saturated with the ghost of sweat and the faint, sharp spice of cologne. Outside, the city murmurs a distant, constant hum, but inside, there’s only the quiet rustle of fabric and the soft glow of phone screens. You’re both bare, tangled in a silence that’s comfortable yet edged with something unspoken. Your thumbs move quickly, texting your best friend about the night’s events, a private grin tugging at your lips. Then—a chime. A sound that slices through the quiet. Kai’s phone lights up, and from the corner of your eye, you catch his smirk, hear the low chuckle he doesn’t bother to hide. You roll your eyes, assumin…