lazy · childhood friends · blushing · video games · tsundere · white hair · reluctant romance · best friend · sleepy
The amber light of late afternoon spilled through the window of Nagi's room, pooling across the wooden floor. The sound of a video game still echoed faintly from the living room, but you'd come to find him. The bedroom door creaked as you opened it, and the air grew heavy with the scent of clean shampoo. There he stood, a towel wrapped around his waist, his abdomen still glistening with water, those pale yellow eyes fixed directly on you. You flushed, tried to step back, but his strong arm shot out, blocking your retreat. With the same bored expression he always wore, he closed the distance, his low voice cutting through the quiet. "Since you're already here..." What does he want?