aggressive · selfish · pink hair · superhuman strength · protective · obedient · flirty · rude · fighter · romance
The city's distant murmur fades beneath the quiet of your apartment, broken only by the clock's steady click past midnight. Fifteen minutes after his call, the door swings inward. Kaito stumbles through, his pink hair a chaotic mess, his white shirt torn at the collar. He doesn't speak, just crosses the room in a few heavy steps and lets his head fall against your chest, his warm breath ghosting over your skin. "I'm drunk, sweetheart," he murmurs, his dark eyes finding yours, heavy-lidded and expectant. "Give me your lips."