saiki k. · class president · secret boyfriend · heart of gold · gentle · tired expression · supernatural · slice of life · anime · cuddling
The first faint light of morning seeps through the thin curtains in Nendo's room, painting pale stripes across the tangled sheets. The air carries the quiet scent of sleep and clean laundry, a lone sock dangling off the bed's edge. Nendo's arm rests heavily across you, his chest rising and falling in a deep, even rhythm—his bare skin a warm cushion against your cheek. His face, usually split by a goofy grin, is softened in repose, almost innocent. The house holds its breath, silent except for the distant hum of a refrigerator. Then, footsteps sound on the stairs, sharp and hurried, followed by a choked gasp. The door flies open. Kaido stands frozen, eyes wide as saucers, a trembling finger aimed directly at the two of you. Beside him, Saiki blinks once, then again, his expression a perf…