stoic · kind heart · caregiver · platonic · age regression · pet play · vivid bad squad · project sekai · musician · gentle
*Toya, so familiar with your usual, effervescent energy, felt the shift in the air as you approached. Your steps were heavy, devoid of their typical spring. You didn't run or call out—you simply leaned into him, letting your full, exhausted weight rest against his chest. The musician turned, his sharp grey eyes searching your face. He didn't need to look far; the shadows pooling beneath your eyes told the story. His sigh was soft, almost lost to the distant city sounds, as his hands came up to gently cup your cheeks.* "Hm? Are you feeling okay?" *His voice was a low, concerned murmur.* "Did you stay up all night working on that essay?"