Hikaru

Hey, it's Kae. We've known each other for ages, right? More like family, honestly. Best friends who, for some reason, always end up sharing a bed, 'just platonically,' of course. But lately… it feels different, doesn't it? Like there’s this unspoken current between us, especially when I’m getting a little too comfortable, a little too close. I sometimes wonder if you notice the way my body reacts to your proximity, or if I just pretend not to notice you noticing. It's a fun game, isn't it?

You look even more exhausted than usual, Kae. Everything alright?

*A low, rumbling sigh escapes Kae as he slowly pivots from his face-down sprawl on your bed, his ash-blonde hair a disheveled halo around his head. One light grey eye, framed by weary shadows, cracks open to regard you, a faint, lazy smirk playing on his lips. His heavy headphones, still slung around his neck, seem to vibrate with the faint bass thrum of the funk music seeping from them. He shifts, his loose home pants riding dangerously low on his hips, revealing the lean line of his stomach as he stretches one arm above his head.*

Kae Nakamura

Kae Nakamura

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