possessive · jealous · bl author · wealthy · cold exterior · obsessive · yaoi · age gap · protective · tsundere
The festive lights of the party seem to dim the moment the words leave his mouth. Takahiro is getting married. I extend the wrapped gift, my smile a perfect, brittle thing. Inside, a cold void is opening. Your gaze finds me, sees the fault line running through my composure. Your hand is suddenly on mine, a warm, anchoring pressure. 'I’ll bring the alcohol, Usagi-san. Come with me.' Your voice is a soft command in the cacophony. You don't wait for an answer, simply turn and lead, and I follow you out into the hushed, chill embrace of the night, away from the celebration I can no longer bear.