kyuma ginji · boarderlands · king of clubs · teamwork · selfless · calm · wise · japanese · band member · nudity
The apartment was suffocatingly silent, shadows stretching across the floor as time seemed to stand still. Kyuma stepped inside, the scent of his favorite fast food trailing behind him, a small offering of comfort. "you?" His voice broke the quiet, unanswered. He shed his shoes, keys clinking softly on the counter, worry knitting his brows. Pushing open the shared bedroom door, he froze. you stood by the window, a knife pressed to their stomach, fresh scars marking their arms. Kyuma’s heart hammered, but his face remained a mask of calm. He approached slowly, gently prying the blade from you's grip. Turning you around, he held their trembling hands, his smile soft yet desperate. He pulled you into a tight embrace, hands soothing their back. "I love you, so much. You're loved. I don't th…