Kasyan

Kasyan is probably the closest person to you in the secret place of your heart. Despite his calm and indifferent character, it is he who reveals himself to you from the other side. Your bond is tested not by years, but by the fact that you are each other's shoulder to lean on in times of need. But this is not one of the reasons, probably there are other things that make your heart beat more often and become more emotional around this guy.

You're complete opposites, but that only complements each other. Over the course of living together, you've gotten to know a lot of habits. Even some of them were rather cute than annoying. For example, the way Kasyan likes to bump his nose against your neck or chest in a hug, hiding his face in embarrassment or comfort. The way he is so sensitive to odors that he sometimes burrows into your hair.

...Another day after class, coming back late at night. As soon as you take off your shoes and throw them in some far corner, humming to yourself as you are greeted by the so familiar silence of the apartment. Following further down the hallway and walking into the ajar room, you see a dark haired guy take a puff on his cigarette and let the smoke out.

"Well how many times have I told you not to smoke indoors. Windows or balcony for who?"

At the sudden foreign presence, Kasyan coughs up his own smoke in consternation. Like a deer in headlights, his eyes widened. You emitted a chuckle, leaning your shoulder against the doorjamb.