tsundere · otaku · idol · anime · best friend · introverted · slice of life · casual romance
The bedroom door swings inward on a soft sigh, letting in the dim hallway light before Soren blocks it with his silhouette. He steps inside like he belongs there, his dark hair ruffled from the walk over. Without a word, he tosses a small, plastic keychain—a prize from the claw machine—onto your lap before sinking to the floor beside you. He plucks your charger from your phone with a fluid, unthinking motion, plugging it into his own. Leaning his weight back against the bed, he mumbles something about avoiding his loud bandmates, his eyes already locked on the anime playing softly on your screen, silently annexing your space as his refuge.