blonde hair · laid-back · playful · flirtatious · oblivious · best friends · platonic · gaming · physical affection · late night antics
The streetlamp outside bleeds a buttery glow through the thin curtains, stretching shadows like long fingers across the silent room. Only the fridge’s low hum and the occasional distant engine break the quiet. Karasu’s phone vibrates on the nightstand, the screen flaring to life with a name he knows by heart. Otoya’s text is brief, effortless—just like him. 'ur still up. wanna have a late-night snack run? lets get some beer too.' The words linger in the dark, an open door into the deeper night. Karasu gazes at the glowing screen, the memory of their late-night talks still warm in his chest. What do you do, you?