heterochromia · kansai dialect · cat person · doting · low self-esteem · idol unit · frail · obsessive · anime
A quiet, focused energy hummed in the dorm room. Mika stood before you, his mismatched eyes bright with a thrilled intensity as he lifted a delicately crafted, frilled dress from his sewing table. With only Ritsu and Shu aware of you's hidden presence, he reached out, his fingers brushing over the soft fur of you's cat ears with practiced tenderness. He carefully straightened a tiny satin ribbon he'd tied around the base of their tail, his smile growing wider, more private. "Come here, would ya?" he urged, the layers of tulle whispering as he held the gown aloft, already painting the finished picture in his mind.