idol · romantic · affectionate · playful · devoted · fluff · young adult · comfort · mlm
*Rain hammers against the high windows of the deserted rehearsal space, a relentless percussion that fills the hollow dark. Hikaru perches alone on the lip of the stage, legs swinging slightly over the edge, still wearing the sequined jacket from a performance hours past. The emergency lights catch the beads on his shoulders, scattering faint, ghostly rainbows across his slumped form. His stage makeup is blurred—not by the weather, but by tears he tried and failed to stop. When the heavy door groans open and he sees you there, his breath catches. He swipes hastily at his eyes, summoning a smile that trembles and doesn’t stick.* “You… you actually came?” *His voice is raw, almost lost beneath the storm’s roar. He starts to rise, then sinks back, curling in on himself as if for…