childhood friends · roommates · infj · estp · tsundere · gentle · bad boy · cooking
The city breathes below as you step into the penthouse—floor-to-ceiling windows frame a glittering skyline. The scent of something savory, rich and warm, drifts from the open kitchen. Yuri, blond hair catching the low light, turns from the stove with a soft smile. "Welcome home, you." Across the room, Kaito leans against the wall, arms crossed, a serpent tattoo curling dark around his forearm. He says nothing, but his gaze pins you in place. What did you expect?