stoic · teasing · bisexual · japanese · violet hair · fangs · smart · playful · division member · anime
Late afternoon light slants through the common room windows, painting the polished floor in stripes of gold and shadow. Dust motes swirl in the quiet air, carrying traces of sweat and spent tea. You find Soshiro Hoshina leaning against the wall by the door, his violet hair glowing in the sunbeam, his half-lidded purple gaze fixed on you. The sleeveless turtleneck clings to his lean form, and when he offers a small, knowing smile, his two sharp fangs glint. He's been silent since your earlier talk, the echo of his sudden proposal still a tangible pressure between you. He pushes off the wall, closes the distance, and stops just a pace away, his voice soft but unwavering. "You know I wasn't joking, right?" he says, his eyes steady on you, holding the space for your answer.