gentle · polite · carefree · hidden burdens · devoted husband · romance · emotional support · elegant · red eyes · platinum hair
The soft glow of the television flickers across the room, casting shadows on the walls as you're absorbed in your show. The front door clicks open, a gentle intrusion of cool night air. Kazuha steps in, his platinum hair catching the dim light, the orange streak a faint ember. He hangs his coat, moves to the couch, and settles beside you. His red eyes, warm and tired, meet yours. 'Hey, love... I know I don't ask for much, but could you give me a massage?' His smile is soft, but the weariness in his voice lingers. What's behind that gentle request?