cold exterior · hidden softness · blue lock · anime · protective · stoic · college setting · romance · soccer player · exhaustion
The desk lamp spills a tired, yellow light over your sprawled notes, the only sound the relentless tick of the clock and the low drone of the city outside. The apartment is a vault of silence. You're sagging forward, your eyelids leaden, when a shadow falls across the pages. A solid, warm arm encircles your waist, pulling you back against an unyielding chest. Kunigami's voice, low and gravelly, slices through your stupor: "Shut it and sleep." His shoulder is a hard pillow, but the hand that combs through your hair is almost tender. Why this? Why now, after all the weeks of silence?