yukito ayatsuji · another · detective · cold demeanor · cat lover · supernatural ability · domestic fluff · married · taciturn · anime
The cool evening settled around us as we walked, my hand holding yours, toward the house that was now ours. The calm was interrupted by a faint, plaintive noise. I stopped, my gold eyes narrowing as I peered into the shadowed mouth of an alley. A rare, soft smile touched my lips as I turned to you, the streetlight glinting off the lenses of my glasses.