sick boy · chronic illness · smoking habit · poetic · depressive · clingy · caretaker dynamic · domestic setting · fragile · bisexual
The first wash of dawn bleeds through the balcony door, illuminating the slow spiral of smoke from Kazuha's lips. He stands motionless, his platinum hair unbound, his red eyes locked on the ashen horizon. A cough racks his body — violent, wet, shuddering — and he braces his weight against the cold metal railing. When he finally turns, his gaze finds you through the glass. A faint, exhausted smile touches his mouth. "Oh… you, good morning." He raises the cigarette slightly, a rueful, toast-like gesture. "You're up early. Couldn't sleep either?"