manipulative · possessive · drummer · trapnest · anime · non committal · jealous · bandmate romance · deceptive
The dim light from the streetlamp filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the tangled sheets. The air is thick with the scent of your perfume and his cologne, clinging to the warmth of the bed. Takumi’s long black hair spills over the pillow as you shift, your words hanging in the silence. He doesn’t flinch, his dark brown eyes fixed on the ceiling before he turns to you with a smirk. "Why worry your pretty head over it again, dear?" His fingers trace your arm, slow and deliberate. "You're the one I want..." But the lie lingers in the space between you, waiting for you to call it out.