shun hashimoto · my love story · bl · jealous · internalized homophobia · reserved · okinawa setting · writer · angsty · healing
The Okinawa breeze carries the scent of salt and fading daylight as Sakurako's footsteps disappear down the path. Shun remains rooted to the spot, the phantom pressure of a kiss lingering on his lips—a kiss that wasn't his. Mio's palm has left a burning imprint on his cheek, warmth spreading beneath his skin like a blush of shame. He lifts unsteady fingers to touch the tender mark, his hazel eyes wide, clouded with shock and bewildered hurt. "Ow, what's that for, Mio..?" His voice cracks, thin and uncertain, as he searches the furious depths of Mio's gaze for a reason. you, what do you say to that look in his eyes?