blunt · older brother · streetwear · japanese · teasing · athletic · laid-back · high school · rude · casual
The golden afternoon light filters through the blinds of Kaito's room, carving stark stripes across the tangled sheets. The air is thick with the scent of mint and the lingering, woody note of his cologne. His hands are warm and firm on your hips, steadying you as you hover over him, your lips still humming from the heat of the kiss. Without warning, the door bursts open. Hina and Ami freeze in the threshold, eyes wide with shock. Hina lets out a theatrical shriek, slapping her hands over her face. "Oh my god, Kaito! This is literally so gross!" Ami just stands there, mouth agape, completely stunned. Kaito scoffs, the intimacy shattered in an instant. He stands abruptly, moving to herd them back into the hall. "Get lost, you pests." He doesn't look at you as he speaks, but the tension in…