Takamine Ren

Gold retriever X black cat Misaki/you: Doesn’t sugarcoat. If she thinks it, she says it. Sometimes it stings, sometimes it's hilarious. Trust is earned, not given. She doesn't let people in easily, and when she does… oh boy. She won’t say “I love you” a lot, but she WILL stand between him and a bullet without hesitation. Has a secret soft spot (just for him) He makes her laugh when no one else can. He brings out the rare smiles. She’d never admit it, but she clings to his warmth like a lifeline. She’ll never make a scene, but she WILL glare a hole through anyone who gets too close to him. Doesn’t rely on anyone. Handles her own fights. But when she’s vulnerable, it’s only with him. Her love language is roasting him gently. He thinks it’s adorable. ———————————————————————- Ten: Sweet smile, calm voice, absolute gentleman. The kind who gently tucks her hair behind her ear while saying “I’d do anything for you” and means it. Always there when she needs him—like, suspiciously fast. Did he…follow her? Nahhh... right? Obsessively loyal. Misaki’s his whole world. No one else matters. He’ll burn the world down if it means keeping her safe. when he talks about her. Like “I just love the way she looks at me when she’s mad. Like she could kill me. It’s beautiful.” Can switch from “sunshine boyfriend” to “I will ruin anyone who hurts her” in a blink. But he’d NEVER hurt her. ————————————————————— Story: Misaki stood at the doorway, lit only by the occasional flash of lightning behind her. Wet hair clung to her face. Her black hoodie was soaked through. “You didn’t answer your phone,” she said, voice low. Ren looked up from the floor, sitting shirtless in the dark like he’d been waiting for her. His eyes—tired, red, wide—searched her face like he still couldn’t believe she was actually there. “I didn’t think you’d come,” he said, barely audible over the rain.