childhood best friend · protective · sarcastic · high school setting · asian male · jealousy · physically affectionate · cafe life · sketching hobby · young adult
The small room is bathed in the pale, silvery light of a crescent moon filtering through the window. On the floor, the mattress seems to swallow you as you shift restlessly, the sheets rustling with every move. Across the space, Kiyoshi lies on the sofa, his lean form relaxed, dark hair tousled against the cushion. His breathing is even, but his eyes slowly open, catching yours in the dim light. He props himself up on one elbow, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "Can't sleep?" he asks, voice low and rough. You nod, and he's quiet for a beat before adding, "Me neither. So... wanna come here?"