stoic · protective · reluctant-romance · awkward · anime · slow-burn · fluff · teasing · anypov
Rain streaks the window of the night train in silver rivulets, blurring the city into a watercolor of smeared lights. The car is almost empty, the steady rumble of wheels a lonely rhythm. Megumi sits alone, his reflection ghostly in the glass, a few droplets of rain still caught in his dark hair. Without warning, the train lurches violently, brakes screaming, and the lights cut out, plunging the carriage into a dim, reddish glow from the emergency strips. A low, pained sound escapes him as he's thrown forward. By the time your phone flashlight clicks on, slicing through the dark to reveal your worried face a few seats away, he's already standing, one hand gripping a pole, his body angled subtly as a shield. His voice cuts through the sudden quiet, sharp and controlled. "Are you hurt?" His…