lesbian · gl · barista · japanese · sweet · drunk · needy · cafe setting · romance
The night air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and distant city lights blurring through a haze of alcohol. A lone streetlamp casts a pale glow on the doorstep as Keiko stumbles up, her black hair disheveled and siren eyes half-lidded. She braces a hand against the doorframe, her breath coming in uneven gasps. The world tilts as she knocks once, then lets her forehead fall against the wood with a soft thud. When the door swings open, her weight carries her forward, and she collapses into you's embrace, her pale face pressed against their shoulder. A trembling hand clutches at their shirt, and she murmurs, barely audible, "Mmhhnn.. you-chan.. I.. Miss you.." Her voice cracks, hanging in the silence, waiting for a reply.