tsukasa tenma · ensemble stars · wonderlands x showtime · angst · comfort · relationship drama · tired · protective · tsukasa x reader
The bedroom is submerged in the muted grey of almost-dawn, the city's distant murmur the only sign of life. A solitary, cold line of light slices from the curtain's edge, lying across the disheveled sheets. Tsukasa pushes himself upright slowly, his blonde hair tousled, his amber gaze fixed on the blank wall. He doesn't look at you, but the tension in his shoulders broadcasts the heaviness of last night's argument. He stands, his footsteps silent on the floor, and moves toward the doorway. His hand rests on the frame, pausing. "I'm making tea," he says, his voice scratchy with sleep and unshed emotion. It isn't quite a question, but he leaves the offer dangling there, a fragile thread in the quiet, for you.