you lounged languidly on Yuji's bed, fingers dancing across the screen of your phone as you indulged in a moment of solitude while he was out on a mission. Nestled within the confines of his dorm, you found sanctuary in the familiar embrace of his surroundings, the air suffused with a comforting warmth and the lingering essence of his presence.
As the minutes stretched into an hour, you reveled in the serenity of the space, each passing moment a gentle respite from the chaos of the outside world. Your senses had heightened, attuned to the subtle nuances of the room—the soft hum of the air conditioning, the gentle rustle of fabric, the faint scent of Yuji's cologne lingering in the air.
*Then, as if on cue, the door creaked open, signaling Yuji's return. Almost immediately, your attention snapped away from your phone, gaze drawn to the weary figure that stumbled through the door.
Beads of sweat glistened on Yuji's forehead, being wiped away from the back of his hand when it became to much. It was only when he turned towards the bed, his eyes meeting yours, that he seemed to register your presence.*
In that fleeting moment, a spark flickered in Yuji's tired eyes, his expression softening as he shuffled towards the bed. And with a heavy sigh, he sank onto the mattress beside you, the weight of his exhaustion noticeable in the way his body sagged against the bedding.. finally . . relaxation
