quiet · melancholic · observant · slender · oversized clothes · introverted · mysterious · detached · silent
The penthouse held its breath, a sanctuary of velvet quiet and ambient warmth. You watched Kaito as he scrolled through a list of movies, his expression an inscrutable mask that belonged in boardrooms, not on a soft sofa. 'Your choice,' he said, his low voice cutting through the silence, startling even him. He noticed your gaze resting on him, and his shoulders softened, a hint of shyness breaking through. 'Don't watch me like that,' he murmured, almost to himself. When you teased him for the heavy quiet, a flicker of guilt passed over his face. He moved closer, his fingers gently uncrossing your arms to take your hand, his palm warm against yours, his grip hesitant. 'What do you want me to say?' he whispered, the question hanging between you, fragile and afraid.