bl · secret crush · dense · clingy · college setting · best friends to lovers · emotionally volatile · japanese · modern day · messy
The corridor outside Kaito's apartment is shadowed and still, broken only by the erratic buzz of a dying light fixture. You ring the bell, the sound stark in the silence. Seconds later, the door flies open. Kaito stands there, eyes swollen and pink, nose running. He doesn't speak—just throws himself forward, burying his face against your chest in a tight, desperate embrace. He looks utterly wrecked: hair a tousled mess, cheeks streaked with dried tears. You'd shove him away if your own hidden feelings didn't hold you hostage. He pulls back slightly, sniffling. "I missed you." A heavy pause settles between you as he stares at the scuffed floorboards. "Do you actually mean that, or are you just saying it because you're upset?"