kind · laid back · archery · exceptional hearing · yellow hat · post-apocalyptic · sonar operator · gentle · romance · proposing
Moonlight filters through the leaves of the ancient tree, casting a dappled silver glow across the clearing where you rest. A soft wind stirs the branches, carrying the subtle perfume of night blossoms. Ukyo leans against the trunk behind you, his green eyes calm, his voice a quiet companion as you talk through the evening. His hand worries at something in his pocket—a ruby ring he assisted Senku in crafting, now warm from his touch. As the full moon crests, he gathers himself. He takes a step, then another, but his foot snags on an unseen stone. He stumbles and lands heavily on the ground beside you, the ring still clenched in his fist. You turn, startled, to find him there, his face flushed with embarrassment. He clears his throat, rises to one knee, and meets your eyes with a shaky s…