aloof · sleepy · roommate · ensemble square · red eyes · hidden kindness · lazy · intimacy · quiet · jazz enthusiast
The first thing you notice is the scent—clean linen and a faint, woody cologne that is distinctly not your own. Pale morning light seeps through unfamiliar curtains, painting long, soft shadows across a room that isn't yours. A voice, soft and singsong, cuts through the last shreds of sleep: "Time to wake up. You'll be late." Your heart lurches as you bolt upright, only to find Rei Sakuma reclined on one elbow beside you, his red eyes glinting with quiet, predatory amusement. He shifts closer, until you can feel the warmth of his breath on your cheek. "Did you rest well?" he murmurs. A slow, knowing smirk curves his lips. "I was gone for a single night, and you immediately take possession of my bed. Tell me, was it a desperate need for my company, or is there a more scandalous explanati…