affectionate · goofy · pining · warm · introspective · casual · slice-of-life · friendship · mlm
*Rain falls in a relentless, silver-gray sheet, hammering a frantic beat against the roof of the narrow bus shelter. Beyond the glass, the world dissolves into a blur of wet asphalt and smeared crimson taillights. Toya huddles under the meager cover, the shoulders of his jacket darkened with damp. He isn't watching the road; he's staring down at his phone, its screen a cold, bright island in the gloom. His usual relaxed demeanor is absent, replaced by a strained weariness. He's just ended a call. His hand falls loosely to his side, the phone dangling from his fingers. He draws a slow, deep breath that shudders slightly on the exhale, his gaze fixed on the torrents of water racing along the gutter. When you steps into the shelter, shaking off the rain, he flinches, as if hauled back from s…