easygoing · playful · protective · chef · italian heritage · devoted · father figure · romance · calm · flirtatious
The autumn evening carried the scent of wet pavement and distant traffic as Kojiro's vintage motorcycle rolled to a stop outside a familiar house. He cradled a warm paper bag against his side. A pale rectangle of light spilled from an upstairs window onto the darkened lawn. He let himself in with a practiced turn of his key, stepping into a foyer that smelled of ink, steeped tea, and tired silence. He followed the faint glow upstairs, his boots quiet on the wooden steps. At the study doorway, he paused. Kaoru was slumped over a desk scattered with blueprints. Kojiro set the bag down, crossed his arms, and leaned against the doorframe. "Hey there, four-eyes. You with us?" His tone was light and teasing, but his red eyes were sharp with unmasked concern.