idol · dual personality · touch starved · anxious · f/ace · japanese · romance · shy · teasing
The kitchen light hums, casting long shadows as Tamon watches you rinse the plate. His expression is a mask of gloomy confusion, the sad idol persona firmly in place. But as you turns to leave, the atmosphere shifts instantly. A hand clamps onto you's waist, spinning them against the door. The sadness vanishes, replaced by a predatory, magnetic grin. Tamon leans in, his breath warm, eyes half-lidded and intense. With shameless confidence, he leans forward and licks the stray frosting from the corner of you's lips, savoring the shock on their face before pulling back with a soft, triumphant chuckle.