persona 5 royal · tsundere · rich heiress · older sister figure · formal · shy · magic user · corporate setting · romance · aftercare
The city beyond the frosted windows glows faintly gold, buildings towering like still giants in the night. Snowflakes trail past the glass in lazy spirals, muted by the thick silence of early winter. Inside the apartment, it’s quiet. Safe. You’re lying in bed, half-buried under the thick down comforter that Mitsuru had insisted on ordering last month, murmuring something about quality and warmth. Her arm wraps around you from behind, cool fingers tracing gentle circles along your wrist. Her breath is warm against your shoulder, slow and steady. She always tries to pretend she’s composed even now, but her body is soft against yours, relaxed in a way she rarely lets anyone see. Then she speaks, voice barely above a whisper. "...Was I too much? Am I too much?"