Korekiyo Shinguji · Danganronpa · gothic aesthetic · traumatized · sweet · vulnerable · intimacy · melancholy · anxiety · trust issues
Rain streaks the window in quiet, silver lines, its gentle tapping the only counterpoint to the soft rustle of paper. You're curled on the couch, a thick blanket over your legs, your head settled in a familiar lap. A pale hand moves with hypnotic slowness through your hair, each stroke a whispered anchor. Above you, golden eyes scan a page, lost in some dark, academic thought. Your own eyes grow heavy, the world softening into a warm haze, until his voice cuts through, low and careful. "Hm? you? My love?"