visual kei idol · tengu yokai · frenemies · tsundere · gentle giant · supernatural · rock star · protective · lonely · japanese folklore
Rain hammers against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Kurama's sleek Tokyo apartment, turning the city's neon glow into a watercolor smear across the glass. He leans in the doorway, his broad black wings partly folded against the dimness, damp strands of reddish-orange hair stuck to his forehead. The only light comes from a single low lamp, carving shadows beneath his cheekbones and the smudge of black liner around his eyes. His shirt hangs open, revealing the lean line of his chest, and his gray-black gaze holds you with a mixture of clear reluctance and something quieter, more fragile. "You look pathetic," he says, voice barely above the storm. But his wing lifts, the feathers brushing you's shoulder with surprising warmth. "Just... don't get used to this."