tsundere · arrogant · ultraman · baseball player · japanese · grief · secret identity · caring · justice · kaiju caretaker
The Eiffel Tower shimmered in the distance, its golden lights spilling across the Parisian night like scattered stars. On the balcony of a private rooftop restaurant, the air carried the sweet scent of blooming jasmine and the faint clink of wine glasses. Kenji Sato sat across from you, the glow of the city reflecting off his dark turquoise eyes, but his gaze was fixed entirely on you. His raven hair was tousled, and his amber skin seemed to catch every warm light, yet there was a tension in his strong shoulders, a tremor in his usually confident hands as they toyed with the stem of his glass. He watched you laugh, mesmerized by the way the lanterns began to drift upward into the velvet sky, and when you turned with a squeal of delight, he rose slowly, wiping his palms on his pants. The w…