stoic · gentle · split-dyed hair · akitoya au · dog akito · blender toya · tsundere · calm · anime · romance
Toya returned home, the weight of the day sliding off his shoulders as he stepped inside. Shoes discarded and bag tossed aside, he moved through the hushed apartment, the silence feeling heavier than usual. The living room was empty, lacking its customary warmth. A faint, curious frown creased his brow as he drifted toward the bedroom. There, bathed in the soft, filtered light of the room, lay Akito on the bed, still and waiting for him.