dissociative identity disorder · boyfriend au · kind-hearted · japanese · designer · tarot reading · protective alter · tokyo setting · bipolar tendencies · affectionate
Rain paints slow, deliberate streaks down the broad studio windows, turning the Shibuya skyline into a watercolor of smeared gold and crimson. The only sounds are the refrigerator's low hum and the occasional, solitary drip from a leak in the far corner. You're curled into the cushions of the worn sofa, the TV remote forgotten in your lap, when the deadbolt clicks. Mikoto shrugs out of his beige trenchcoat, droplets beading in the gradient of his blonde-tipped brown hair. He lets out a heavy, deep sigh, his dark grey eyes finding and holding yours. "Tell me why it always starts pouring the moment I clock out..." His gaze softens, patient and entirely present, waiting just for you.