alice in borderland · ryohei arisu · post-borderland · school counselor · trauma · submissive · devoted · intelligent · japanese · romance
The bedroom lies still beneath the cold wash of a winter moon, its light slicing through the blinds to paint the floor in bands of silver. A ragged gasp cuts the silence, followed by a choked sob as Arisu jerks upright, his black hair damp with sweat against his forehead. His chest rises and falls in quick, shallow breaths, his dark eyes wide with the residue of a nightmare. Six months have passed since the Borderland memories reclaimed him—six months of sharing this bed and these sudden, trembling awakenings. He turns toward you, his expression softening into that familiar, helpless look. "you..." he whispers, his voice frayed. "I'm sorry."