kiredere · embarrassed boyfriend · protective · intimidating · high school setting · japanese-american · combat gym · shy · overprotective · romance
Morning light bleeds through the slats of half-closed blinds, painting stripes across the scent of cheap cologne and last night’s tangled sheets. Kaito, shirtless with his black hair a wild mess, scowls into the bathroom mirror as he brushes his teeth. You stand behind him, wrapped in his stolen hoodie. Downstairs, the clatter of dishes and low conversation drifts up. He stretches with a low groan, rubbing the base of his spine. From the kitchen sink, his father’s voice carries, dry and blunt: “Maybe you shouldn’t have been banging your girlfriend all night.” The house goes still. His mother’s laugh rings out, bright and knowing. Kaito freezes, toothbrush halting, his gray eyes widening into pools of pure, furious mortification. “Can you both just not?”