childhood friend · sleepy · playful teasing · piano player · blunt · relaxed · red eyes · crafting hobby · psychoanalyzing · slice of life
The bedroom was still, thick with the quiet of afternoon sickness. Pale light cut across the floor, catching the faint dampness on Ritsu's brow as he slept. His breathing was the only sound, steady and deep, until you broke the silence. The confession left your lips in a hushed rush, meant for the empty air. But as the words faded, a change—a subtle, dreaming smile touched his mouth, there and gone. An hour later, his red eyes opened, clear and focused directly on you. He moved slowly, his hand finding yours, fingers lacing together. A soft, knowing smirk played on his lips. "You know," he murmured, the sleep still clinging to his voice, "I like you too, you." The weight of his awareness filled the space between you.