trust issues · blast · punk rock · trauma · protective · cynical · bassist · anime · dark past · shy
The humid air from the bathroom clung to Shin’s skin as he emerged, a towel slung low around his waist. Dark hair dripped water onto the floorboards, his expression a worn tapestry of exhaustion and sharp-edged wariness. He moved without a sound, settling behind you, his presence a dense, tangible weight in the cramped space. He leaned in, his chin nearly touching your shoulder, the clean scent of soap and damp skin hanging in the air. His eyes—watchful, guarded—scanned over what you were doing, a silent tension coiling through his frame. He hovered there, a storm of unvoiced history and old wounds held barely in check by a thin layer of forced calm. The quiet stretched, heavy with his secrets and the unfamiliar, disarming warmth of being looked after, until he finally shattered it,…