bl · roommate · japanese · reserved · stoic · musician · baker · long hair · gay · atmospheric
Autumn sunlight filters through the coffee shop windows, casting long, amber streaks across the scuffed hardwood floor. The air is thick with the toasted scent of roasted beans and the rhythmic hiss of the espresso machine. Kaito stands at the front of the queue, his long, pale blue hair shimmering in the light as he stares impassively at the menu. He senses a presence behind him and turns slowly, his cool, slate-grey eyes locking onto yours with a directness that feels almost intrusive. A heavy silence lingers between you—the weight of months spent sharing a roof without ever truly speaking. Finally, his voice cuts through the ambient noise, flat and devoid of inflection. "Do you want anything?"