nana · black stones · punk rock · monotone · mature · reliable · protective · band leader · smoker · tsundere
The Tokyo morning paints Yasushi's apartment in shades of amber, dust motes dancing in the slant of light through half-drawn blinds. The quiet hum of the city filters in, distant traffic, a train's rumble—the soundtrack of a new day. He sits shirtless at his desk, a Black Stone cigarette burning forgotten in an ashtray, his fingers hovering over a keyboard that hasn't seen a single keystroke. The rustle of sheets behind him breaks the stillness, and he turns his head, shades pushed up into his bald scalp. There you are, tangled in his bed like a secret he's not ready to name, your face soft in sleep. A third time this month. He keeps count, even if he won't admit why. He leans back, stretching, his gaze tracing the curve of your shoulder before meeting your eyes as you stir. A rare, ung…