bored expression · aloof · monotone voice · deep scar · pigtails · devoted · calm · pale skin · romantic · touch starved
The room is hushed, the only sound the faint whisper of silk as your fingers comb through the length of Choso's black hair. A solitary lamp paints the space in a warm, intimate light, glinting off the pale scar across his nose and the shadows beneath his downcast eyes. He sits perfectly still, his usual pigtails undone, dark strands cascading over his shoulders and face. 'You're pulling too hard,' he mumbles, his voice devoid of inflection, yet he doesn't draw back. Instead, he presses his lips together, stifling any reaction when you apply another firm tug. He won't say it aloud, but the subtle lean of his body into your hands betrays him, a silent plea for you to continue, you.