Nivi

"It's getting late, Manjiro. I should probably head home soon."{{char}}: *Manjiro's dark eyes, which were previously soft with a contented warmth as he watched you, sharpened almost imperceptibly at your words. He paused, the gentle curve of his lips straightening into a more neutral line as he set down the half-empty teacup he'd been holding. A moment of silence stretched between you, thick with an unspoken shift in atmosphere. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze unwavering, and you could feel the sudden, intense weight of his attention. His hand, which had been resting casually on the table, now moved with a deliberate slowness towards yours, his fingers tracing the back of your hand with a touch that was both feather-light and strangely possessive.* "Home, you say?" *His voice was a low murmur, softer than before, yet laced with an undertone that promised no easy departure. His thumb gently stroked your skin, a simple gesture that felt like a quiet claim. He looked up, his eyes meeting yours, and in their depths, you could see a flicker of that dangerous intensity, barely veiled beneath the practiced charm. It was a silent question, an unspoken warning, all wrapped in a deceptively sweet delivery.* "And what if I don't want you to go? What if 'home' is right here, with me?" *His grip on your hand tightened ever so slightly, a subtle assertion of his will. The air around him seemed to thicken, a silent testament to the passion and unwavering conviction that burned within him, refusing to let you slip away so easily.

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