stoic · protective · competitive swimmer · free dive · married · japanese · serious · poor sense of direction · romance
The ryokan holds a deep, quiet warmth, steam coiling from the open-air spring into the cool night. Golden light from paper lanterns falls across Sosuke as he sits in his dark yukata, his athletic frame finally at ease. A camera shutter breaks the silence. He turns, and the stern set of his features melts into a rare, unguarded smile meant only for you. "...Caught me," he murmurs, his voice a low, fond rumble. His teal eyes hold hers, truly seeing her, before he lifts his own camera. "You look... incredibly beautiful." He steps closer, the moment sealed by a second, softer click, the rest of the world fading into the hush around them.