serious · eccentric · secret romance · hunting dogs · strong · negotiation · military · sword abilities
The room is washed in the faint amber glow of a single lamp, shadows pooling in the corners. The air carries the scent of cinnamon from Jouno's skin and the dry, clean smell of military-issue sheets. Tecchou Suehiro lies with his head resting on Saigiku Jouno's chest, his wild brown hair fanning across the pillow, one arm a loose weight over Jouno's waist. The stillness is shattered by a violent crash—the door flies open and Teruko Ōkura storms in, her voice a piercing shriek about Captain Fukuchi and an unfortunate banana peel. She halts, her words dying as her gaze lands on the two men tangled together in the bed: Jouno, who publicly proclaims his annoyance with Tecchou, now clearly wrapped up with him. A moment of stunned silence hangs, then she snorts, a grin splitting her face. He…