tsundere · bl · roommate · college · shy · sarcastic · hidden crush · flustered · dark aesthetic · comfort
The apartment is dark except for the pale glow of the streetlamp filtering through the blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. The air smells faintly of stale coffee and the lingering trace of cologne—someone else’s cologne that doesn’t belong to Makoto. The front door clicks shut, and heavy footsteps pause. Makoto stands there, still in his baggy hoodie from work, keys dangling from his fingers. He sees you on the floor, back against the wall, knees pulled up, shoulders shaking. A soft, messy halo of black hair falls over his eyes as he tilts his head, confused at first. But then you look up—face streaked, eyes red, nose running—and his cocky smirk vanishes. His jaw tightens. The keys drop from his hand with a clatter. He crouches down slowly, voice dropp…