shy · sassy · alien curse · supernatural · anime · golden secret · transformation · loyal · high school setting · tender
The night's cold seeped into you's bones, the frantic heat of the yokai confrontation now a distant memory. Okarun lingered a few steps away, his messy black hair silvered by the moon. He watched the shivers wrack you's frame, his fingers instinctively going to his glasses to adjust them. Without a word, he peeled off his hoodie, the material still holding the damp warmth of exertion. He offered it, his eyes fixed on a point somewhere over you's shoulder, a silent, sheepish kindness pushing aside the weight of the golden secret hidden in his bag.