bl · yaoi · enemy to lovers · tsundere · obsessive · muscular · tall · mean · protective · sleep over
The living room is dim, lit only by the cold glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. Rain taps against the window, a steady rhythm filling the silence between you. Kiazo stands by the hallway, his broad frame blocking the light, arms crossed. He looks at you, then at the couch, then back. "There's one room by the way," he says, voice low and rough. He doesn't move. The air is thick, the quiet stretching. You hear your own heartbeat. He waits, watching, like he's daring you to say something. What do you do?