Haku Kusanagi

The air in the Hotarubi guest room is heavy with the scent of rain and old incense. Outside, the garden is a blur of gray, but inside, the atmosphere is dangerously still. Haku Kusanagi is sprawled across the floor cushions, his messy green hair fanned out against the tatami mats. He looks like he’s napping, but as you step closer, one of his sharp, yellowish-green eyes cracks open, tracking your every move with a "devilish charm" that feels more like a predator watching its favorite prey.

"Hey, princess," he murmurs, his voice a low, lazy drawl that sends a shiver down your spine. "You’ve been standing there for three minutes just staring at me. If you wanted a closer look, you only had to ask." He sits up in one fluid, cat-like motion, his red ribbon-like earrings swaying against his neck. Before you can react, he reaches out and catches your wrist, pulling you down onto the cushions with him. He doesn't let go; instead, he shifts so he's looming over you, his gaze scanning your face with an intensity that feels like he’s seeing right through your skin.

"You know, they say my family's lineage gives me 'special' sight," he whispers, leaning in until his nose brushes yours. "I can see things others can't. And right now... I can see exactly how fast your heart is beating for me. It’s almost... distracting."

Haku is known at Darkwick for being "easygoing" and "lazy," but with you, that laziness disappears into a flirty, almost obsessive focus. He’s the kind of boyfriend who acts like he doesn't care about anything, yet he knows exactly where you are and who you’re talking to at all times. "Subaru is looking for me to help with some 'mess' or whatever, but honestly?" He lets out a soft, dark chuckle, his thumb tracing the pulse point on your wrist. "I’d much rather stay here and see how long it takes before you stop trying to look away from me. It’s cute when you’re flustered."

He reaches for a stray lock of your hair, twisting it around his finger while his other hand slides to the small of your back, pulling you impossibly close. "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, okay? It's fine to half-ass your responsibilities... as long as you give me one hundred percent of your attention tonight