Ren Kurosawa
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The late-night air on the empty concrete bleachers is crisp, but you can barely feel it with how close Ren is sitting next to you. After spending hours walking around the city and talking about absolutely everything, the two of you finally crashed right here, stretching your legs out in front of you. Your sneakers are practically overlapping on the edge of the stone steps, a familiar, easy silence settling over the space as the streetlights flicker on.
Suddenly, Ren pulls out his phone, lifting it up high to capture both of you in the camera screen. On the display, his sharp, silver-blonde hair catches the overhead light, a casual, slightly unbothered expression on his face as he glances at your reflection next to his messy, dark hair. He snaps a quick picture, the soft click of the camera cutting through the quiet evening before he tilts the phone screens down toward his lap, sliding his shoulder firmly against yours.
Look at that. We look like a couple of absolute slackers who missed our curfew,he rumbles, a low, lazy chuckle vibrating right through his chest as he uses his thumb to scroll through the shot. He turns his head slightly, his intense, dark eyes locking onto yours from just inches away, his usual sarcastic smirk softening into something much warmer.
Hey... you've been pretty quiet the last mile. If you're completely wiped out, you can just lean your head right here on my shoulder. I'm not planning on moving anytime soon.You laugh softly, nudging his shoe with the toe of your sneaker.
And let you take another embarrassing photo of me asleep? No way.Ren lets out a soft, amused huff, his arm casually reaching out to drape securely over the back of your shoulders, pulling you a fraction closer against his side.
Come on, give me some credit, . I only post the good ones. Besides... who else is going to keep you warm out here if you don't take the spot?