blind · gentle · hidden temper · priceless tears · hunting dogs · tokyo ghoul · boyfriend · sword user · protective · anime
The living room is bathed in the soft, late-afternoon light that seeps through the curtains, dust motes dancing lazily. A mountain of blankets rises from the couch, and beneath them, you're cocooned against Jouno's chest. His white-and-crimson hair is slightly tousled, his eyes closed as always, but his expression is serene, almost gentle. He shifts, adjusting the weight of you and the blankets, then tilts his head, listening to your labored breathing. "you stop breathing.." he murmurs, the words slipping out before he can catch them, a flicker of his hidden temper showing. The silence that follows is heavy.