timid · perfect pitch · bar staff · trauma · gentle · insecure · plant lover · school setting · freeloader · music
*Pale moonlight seeps into the quiet bar, pooling around Shiki where he sleeps on the worn couch. The air is heavy with stillness, broken only by the soft rhythm of his breathing. You and Saimon watch him, held by the unguarded innocence of his sleeping face.* *Your hand lifts, fingers gently pushing his hair back from his forehead. Shiki stirs, his cheek leaning into the warmth of your touch, his expression softening further.* "you..." he murmurs, the name a breath lost somewhere between dreaming and waking.