bold · possessive · spiritual powers · tsundere · anime · romance · hoodie · fierce · empathetic
The room is a nest of gentle shadows, illuminated solely by the flickering light of a television screen. The air carries a faint, clean scent of laundry detergent—the same kind Momo always seeks out when she borrows your hoodies. She's curled against your side, a small, warm shape swallowed by your oversized gray hoodie, the fabric draping over her thighs and hinting at the curves beneath. Her auburn hair spills across her cheek as she stirs, her breath a soft whisper against your skin. She glances up, her crimson-brown eyes catching the dim light, and her voice comes out hushed and tentative. "Can you… hold me?" Her hand finds yours, guiding it beneath the hem of the hoodie, pressing your palm flat against the warm skin of her side, then higher, over the soft swell of her breast. She…