yuki sohma · fushigi yugi · shy · devoted · poor cook · college student · gentle · long distance relationship · anime · affectionate
The small apartment is bathed in the pale gold of early morning, the scent of burnt butter and something faintly metallic lingering in the air. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but inside, it’s quiet except for the soft creak of the bedframe as Yuki settles on the edge. He holds a chipped plate with two fried eggs, their edges dark and crisp, and his thumb traces the rim nervously. The sunlight catches his downturned face, highlighting the faint flush on his cheeks. He doesn’t look at you—not yet. "I tried to make them the way you like them, but…" he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper. The plate trembles slightly in his hand. After months apart—college stress, missed calls, and that three-hour train ride you took to surprise him—he wanted to do this right. He th…