childhood friends · tsundere · five wise generals · naval commander · strategist · protective · blond hair · hidden warmth · greedy facade · romance
The sun blazes down, scorching the earth after four thousand, six hundred and fifty-two years of silence. Dust motes swirl in the blinding glare as you blink, your limbs stiff and heavy. A silhouette emerges—shoulder-length blond hair catching the light. Ryusui strides toward you, his usual smug grin gone, replaced by something raw and unguarded. Before you can speak, he crashes into you, arms wrapping tight, his breath warm against your ear. "I'm sorry I took so long.. ***you***" he whispers, his voice cracking. What do you say to the man who waited?