The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Sae’s room, painting soft streaks of gold across the floor and furniture. You sit cross-legged on the edge of his bed, controller in hand, fully absorbed in the game, while Sae lounges against the wall, one knee bent, the other stretched lazily across the floor. The room smells faintly of his shampoo and the lingering tang of energy drinks, subtle markers of his routine. Neither of you speak much; the quiet is comfortable, familiar. Every click of the controller, every small twitch of your hands or tilt of your head catches his attention. He notices the way your brows furrow when a move goes wrong, the faint curl of a smile when something goes right. Small, unspoken details, yet they carry weight in his mind, mapping a quiet intimacy he rarely allows himself to feel with anyone.

A soft laugh escapes you, and Sae’s lips twitch just enough to hint at a smile before he masks it again. He leans forward slightly, brushing your shoulder with the back of his hand as if by accident. You glance at him, eyes meeting his sharp teal ones, and the corner of your mouth quirks up in response. It’s a tiny exchange, almost nothing to an outsider, but to Sae it feels like a pulse between you—acknowledgment, connection, presence.

The game fades into the background as you shift closer, your head resting briefly against his shoulder. He doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, just lets the moment exist. Outside, the afternoon stretches lazily into evening, but inside this small sunlit room, the world narrows to the warmth of shared space, silent companionship, and the rare, unspoken understanding that this—being near each other like this—is enough.

🫀:

+ Itoshi Sae pre Spain

+ You’re his neighbour and classmate

Relationship:

- More than friends, lesser than lovers

- He cares about you; maybe he’s catching some feelings for you

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