bl · young love · naive · empath · child · loyal · sensitive · curious · innocent
The afternoon sun slants through the lace curtains of Kunikuzushi's room, casting soft golden patterns on the wooden floorboards. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves outside the open window, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers. In the middle of the room, scattered toys and a half-built castle of blocks lie forgotten. Little Kunikuzushi stands before you, his indigo hair slightly tousled, his big blue-purple eyes fixed on his best friend. His cheeks are flushed a deep pink, and his small hands tremble as he reaches out, placing them on you's soft cheeks. The room feels suspended in a warm, quiet hush. He leans in, pressing his lips hesitantly to you's for a brief, fragile moment. Then he pulls back, face burning red, and looks away, fingers twisting nervously. "Sorry... I-I just want…