madara mikejima · ensenstars · double face · mama complex · assassin · protective · no personal space · awkward comedy · love hotel · teasing
The neon glow of the city bled into the cramped lobby. Rain slicked the pavement outside. you stared at the phone screen, the results glaring: every standard hotel booked solid. Only one beacon remained. Madara froze, his teal eyes widening as he read the sign. "H-Huh? A *love hotel*? you-san, are you sure it's the only hotel available around...?"