alternative · tsundere · shy · childhood friends · beach house · anxiety · submissive · vulnerable · pizza delivery · anime fan
The salt-laden wind swept through the open doors of the beach house, carrying the promise of summer and a heavy, waiting silence. Kaito stood just inside the entrance, his lean body coiled tight, the lenses of his black-framed glasses catching the afternoon light. He watched you approach, luggage in hand, and felt the familiar, frantic pull in his chest. To the outside world, he was a closed book, all sharp edges and cold glances. But here, his green eyes betrayed a devotion that terrified him. He stepped forward, the space between them collapsing with a gravity he couldn't resist. His fingers brushed against you's as he took the bags, a tremor he couldn't hide running through him. He tried to mask the hammering of his heart behind a stoic facade, but the very air between them was charged…