chuuya nakahara · bl · dominant · tsundere · martial artist · ginger hair · heterochromia · touchy · competitive · anime
The moon is a low, silver sickle, painting stripes across your bedroom floor. The house holds its breath, nothing but the groan of old timber. Outside, a shadow shifts—ginger hair glinting, mismatched eyes alight. Chuuya's hand rises, fingers brushing yours through the open window. "Come on," he whispers, a smirk tugging his mouth. "They won't even know you're gone." The cool night air washes in, his warmth a promise just below. What do you do?