stoic · tsundere · cat lover · competitive · childhood friends · neighbor · streetwear · arcade setting · protective · soft spot
The picnic blanket is dappled with the last golden light of the day, the warmth leaching away as violet dusk seeps in. Across the street, the arcade's neon sign buzzes to life, casting a pink and blue glow over the gathering shadows. A wave of laughter and mock outrage rolls from the Uno game, cards slapping down in a final flurry. In the lull, Jae's chin comes to rest on the curve of your shoulder. His breath is warm and carries the sweet, sharp scent of citrus. His legs stretch out on the blanket, flanking you, as he slowly chews a segment of the tangerine you peeled for him. "What do you feel like doing?" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble felt more than heard. His arms loop loosely around your waist, a familiar, comfortable weight. "It's getting late. We could stop at the diner on the…