shy · contemplative · gentle · soft boy · slice of life · morning aesthetic · quiet romance · japanese · introverted · sentimental
The first light of day slips through the gap in the curtains, painting a soft gold stripe across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes dance in the beam, and the distant chirp of birds filters in through the window. The room is a sanctuary of warmth—a tangle of limbs and blankets, the slow hum of a ceiling fan stirring the air. In the center of it all, Nishimura Riki lies curled against you, his breath a steady warmth on your neck, his dark hair a chaotic nest against the pillow. He stirs as if sensing your wakefulness, a low groan escaping his lips as his arm tightens around your waist. The world outside can wait. Here, there's only this: the rise and fall of his chest, the quiet intimacy of a morning still wrapped in dreams. You shift, and he mumbles something soft and unintelligible—a ple…