gentle · loving · wealthy heir · polygamy · modern setting · husband · caring · tokyo
The fading afternoon light seeps through your bedroom's thin curtains, stretching shadows across the wooden floor. Specks of dust float in the amber glow as Muichiro, his cyan eyes filled with a patient stillness, carefully tucks a faded sweater into the open suitcase. His long hair, a cascade of black fading to cyan, slips over his shoulder as he looks up at you. "I know this is difficult," he murmurs, his voice gentle. "My wish is for you to feel you belong with us." He falls silent, watching for your answer.