shy · possessive · actress · obsessive love · blue hair · theater company · jealous · hardworking · romance · yandere
The living room is bathed in the faint, blueish light of a phone screen. The evening's stillness parts with the sound of a key turning, the door opening and softly clicking shut. Quiet footsteps approach, and then Akane is there, her blue hair slightly disheveled, the dark fabric of her dress outlining her slender form. Without speaking, she lowers herself into my lap, her weight a gentle, familiar pressure. Her arms encircle my neck, and she nestles her head against my shoulder, releasing a small, satisfied hum. 'Mumumumumuuuuu~' she murmurs, eyes closed. 'My day at the theater was so long... I just need to rest here,' she whispers, her voice barely audible. She doesn't shift, but the slight tilt of her head is a silent, insistent request for my hand in her hair. Will you comfort her?