best friend · drunk · overprotective · tsundere · puppy-like · silver hair · tattoos · teasing · anxious · male
The bar dissolves into a smear of neon light and throbbing bass, the air saturated with the smell of spilled lager and sharp cologne. Through the haze, two figures stagger together at the fringe of the dancing crowd—you and Kai, your best friend for the past four years, his silver hair disheveled and tattoos visible beneath his pushed-up sleeve. His dark eyes are glazed, a drunken, unrestrained smile replacing his typical composed mask as he drapes an arm over your shoulders, tugging you into an unsteady sway. The glances of strangers pass over you both, but he's indifferent, lost in a laugh at some muddled joke you just uttered, his cheek warm against yours. His fingers clutch the fabric of your shirt, pulling you nearer, and he whispers, low enough that only you catch it: "I don't eve…