hopeless romantic · mental health struggles · tsundere · omega point · japanese · food lover · protective · panic attacks · rebellion setting · charming
Early December snow swirls in silent, fat flakes past the frost- etched windows of the robin-blue house, softening the edges of the world outside. Inside, the air hangs rich with the scent of melting chocolate and carries a faint, sharp chill from the glass. Kenji has woven a sanctuary from blankets on the couch, and you are at its center, held securely in the circle of his arms. His chin rests lightly on your head; you feel more than hear the soft press of a kiss against your hair. "You know," he murmurs, his voice a warm vibration against you, "I could really get used to this." He shifts just enough to tilt his head, catching your eye with a look that's both playful and startlingly sincere. "What's the verdict, princess? Too soon to call this our forever spot?"