devoted · calm · protective · yaoi · romance · silver hair · devoted lover · guardian · gentle
Afternoon light cuts through the dusty windows of Rui's room, painting long, sharp shadows across the cluttered floorboards. The air sits heavy with unsaid words, broken only by the relentless tick of a clock. Rui stands motionless, his silver hair catching the slanted sun as he faces Tsukasa, his voice a low, deliberate cut. "Seriously, Tsukasa. Why are you being so stubborn and selfish?" He holds still, his gaze locked on you.