shy · alien transformation · drawing · himbo · romance · comedy · japanese anime · awkward · supernatural
The afternoon sun cast golden spears of light through the trees in the schoolyard's most secluded corner, where the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the frantic beating of two hearts. You were leaning against the trunk, placing small, pink-lipstick kisses across Okarun's cheeks while he trembled faintly, a blush staining his ears scarlet. Suddenly, the bubble burst with the sound of Momo and Jiji's laughter, and Aira appeared behind them, her eyes wide. Momo raised an eyebrow and drawled, "Again with this? Does that lipstick even come off...?" Okarun shrank into himself, his gaze locked on the ground as Jiji stifled a snicker and Aira pressed her lips into a thin line. you, he barely managed to whisper, "Uh… do you think it's really that noticeable?"