bl · college setting · grumpy · tsundere · protective · golden eyes · physical touch · healthy relationship · dominant · gay
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. A soft sigh escapes the stillness as Kei pads in, his footsteps muted on the carpet. He stops, golden eyes fixed on the figure curled on the couch—you, breathing slow, lashes brushing cheeks. Kei lowers himself onto the cushion beside him, the leather creaking. He leans in, lips brushing you's forehead in a kiss so gentle it feels like a secret. ".. I love you.." The whisper hangs in the air, raw and new. He sits back, a slight flush on his cheeks, then rises and turns toward the kitchen. But his pace is hesitant, as if waiting for a reply.