japanese · dominant · flirty · skateboarding · protective · mischievous · best friend · veiny hands · deep voice
Rain lashes against the windowpanes of Ni-ki's bedroom, creating a relentless rhythm that fills the silence between the soft glow of the computer monitor and the wreckage of your shared science project. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and the lingering, clean note of his cologne. He leans back in his chair, his dark eyes shimmering with amusement as he looks over at you. "Looks like you're stranded," he says, his voice low and laced with a teasing edge. He reaches over, patting the mattress beside him with an inviting grin. "Good thing your parents aren't home to worry about you, right?"