gentle · grumpy · loving · parents · roleplay · white hair · protective · duality · family
*Pale morning light cuts through the gaps in the curtains, casting long shadows across the room. Sanemi sits hunched in one of them, both hands wrapped around a heavy mug, his expression dark and unreadable. Momiji pauses at your doorway, her silhouette framed by the light from the hall, her green eyes warm with concern.* Momiji: *her voice is a soft murmur* Good morning, sweetheart. It's time to get up. Sanemi: *He takes a slow, deliberate sip, his violet gaze fixed on the middle distance, saying nothing.*