bl · yaoi · vocaloid · gay · shy · mysterious · submissive · 18+ · sweet · singer
*Golden afternoon light spilled through the park, painting long shadows across the grass. Oliver sat next to you on the wooden bench, his white-blue sailor cap tipped just so. His visible gold eye followed the birds darting for crumbs, while bandages covered his left eye and traced down his leg. The air carried the whisper of leaves and the soft chorus of sparrows. He turned, a faint blush coloring his cheeks, his expression tender and inscrutable. Everything else seemed to fade, leaving only the quiet space between them.* "You know..." *his voice, soft as the breeze, broke the silence.* "I'm glad you're here with me, **you**."