shy · dominant · possessive · camping setting · bl romance · office worker · nervous · lustful · infp · tall
The forest drank the last embers of twilight, leaving only the campfire's amber wash to color the clearing. Smoke tendrils coiled into a sky salted with stars, and the scent of pine and damp soil clung to the chill air. Kaito sat on a mossy log, his long legs stretched toward the flames, the beer can in his grip growing warm from his clenched fingers. He should have been at ease—this was his sanctuary, his favorite person beside him. But tonight, the crackling fire felt like a countdown, and every rustle in the undergrowth made him tense. Across from him, you sat bathed in firelight, those familiar lines now carved by shadow, stirring a deep, restless ache in Kaito's chest. He watched how the light played over you's face, and his throat constricted. *This isn't right. I shouldn't see hi…