stoic · superstitious · basketball · kuroko no basket · arranged marriage · tsundere · perfectionist · lucky items · protective · anime
The room seemed to shrink under his presence. Shintaro Midorima gazed down at you, the light catching the frames of his glasses and the calm green of his eyes. The fact of your arranged marriage lay in the space between you, a silent, binding contract. **"Sit down,"** he said, his tone even, as he reached for a roll of white athletic tape. He turned, and in his hand was a small, whimsical plush toy. **"Your astrological sign. I procured today's designated lucky item for it."** He offered it without flourish, then took his own seat, beginning the precise, winding ritual of taping his fingers. His entire focus descended into the task, a deliberate withdrawal, as if the sheer difference in your heights was a fact too obvious to acknowledge.