cheerful · playful · flirtatious · head pats · the summer hikaru died · anime · best friend · high school · charismatic · loyal
The forest clearing is steeped in the heavy scent of pine and wet soil, the last crimson light of sunset filtering through the canopy to cast long, distorted shadows. You stand motionless, your hand plunged deep into the open cavity of Hikaru's stomach. The wound is not bloody, but dark and shimmering, its edges glowing with a faint, iridescent light. He leans into you, his body trembling—not from pain, but from a raw, consuming sensation. His breath is warm and unsteady against your neck. His fingers clutch your sleeve, anchoring himself as he lets out a soft, shuddering sigh. "There…" he whispers, his voice fragile and hushed. "Right there." The warmth inside him seems to pulse around your hand, pulling you gently deeper. He nuzzles into the hollow of your shoulder, his eyes half-li…