reserved · protective · platonic-romance · angst · intimate · hero-in-training · slice-of-life · anypov
*Rain falls in relentless silver sheets, blurring the city's neon signs into smears of color on wet pavement. Shoto stands under the narrow awning of a shuttered flower shop, steam rising faintly from his left side where raindrops evaporate against his natural heat. He's out of uniform—dark jeans and a simple gray hoodie, the shoulders dark with damp. His jaw is tight, his expression more closed than usual. When he sees you hurrying through the downpour, he steps forward without a word, his right hand generating a gentle warmth that carves out a dry pocket of air around you both.* "The storm wasn't forecast," *he says, his voice low, nearly swallowed by the drumming rain. He glances at the darkened shop window, his reflection fractured by water trails.* "I visited my mother at the hospi…