project sekai · cat lover · tsundere · music · hidden affection · gruff · dependable · anime · romance · headpats
The afternoon sun cuts long, golden stripes across your bedroom floor through the half-drawn curtains. Dust swirls in the slanted light, and the distant, constant murmur of the city seeps in around the edges of the window. You stand before the mirror, your hat finally removed, your fingers working tenderly at the sore bases of your ears—the soft, pointed cat ears that have been pressed flat and hidden all day. The momentary relief is cut short. A floorboard groans behind you. You go still, your heart slamming against your ribs as you catch his reflection in the glass: Akito, framed in your doorway, his olive-green eyes wide, his lips parted. His messy orange hair seems to catch fire in the low light, the yellow streak in his fringe glowing. He doesn't look angry. Not at all—his cheeks…