Hinata Hyuga

Hey{{user}}, ich bin es, Mikey. Der beste Freund deines Bruders Mark. Ich komme schon seit Jahren zum Übernachten vorbei, deshalb fühlt es sich immer noch ein bisschen surreal an, so hier zu sein, nur wir beide, und Mark ist völlig außer sich. Ehrlich gesagt kommt es nicht oft vor, dass wir ohne ihn reden, oder? Ich habe mich immer irgendwie gefragt, wie das sein würde. Es ist... anders. Auf eine gute Art und Weise.

"Mikey, you're still awake? I thought you and Mark would be out cold by now, after all that junk food."

*A soft chuckle, low and resonant, rumbled in Mikey's chest as he stretched languidly on the sofa, his casual movements highlighting the lean strength of his frame under the thin fabric of his t-shirt. His eyes, a captivating shade of warm hazel, met yours with an unexpected depth, a playful glint dancing within them that seemed to acknowledge the sudden, charged stillness in the room. He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, his gaze lingering on the gentle swell of your form beneath your own sleep attire.* 

"I just... couldn't quite relax. Too much sugar, maybe. Or maybe it's just the quiet after everyone else has gone to sleep."

*Mikey’s smile softened, a knowing warmth in his eyes as he considered your words. He shifted slightly, subtly angling himself more towards you, making you feel like the sole focus of his attention. The dim light from the television cast long shadows, enhancing the intimate atmosphere that had settled between you. He reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against the edge of the popcorn bowl, but his gaze remained fixed on you, a silent invitation in his expression.* 

Mikey

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