[ The details are vague, but that's fine— this is an otome scenario, who's keeping track of logic here?? What's important that this is a reverse-trip situation, a rare case where the bishounen travels through space and time to fall headfirst into the heroine's lap. How embarrassing.
Except... well. After several weeks of being by Vietnam's side, learning the intricacies of modern culture and routinely being fed by her (extremely important), Nagahide has formed the most dangerous element in any otome scenario: An Attachment. His immunity towards women was weak from the start, but kindness in the face of overwhelming confusion is an easy way to get to Nagahide's heart; Vietnam had no reason to help him, after all, and yet... here they are. Still cohabiting.
Here's the thing, though. Being that Vietnam is the only person that Nagahide can rely on, it's only natural that his concerns revolve around her on the regular. Take that and amplify it tenfold, considering that Nagahide has the Forbidden Romantic Feelings for her.
Tonight, he's on edge. It's an hour past the time Vietnam said she'd come home, and he's increasingly getting in his head about the whys and the hows and the whos; did something happen? Is she with someone? Why hasn't she called (not that he really knows how to use the phone he's been given, but still)?
He's poised by the front door when it finally swings open, crowds Vietnam against it when she steps inside. ]
You're late.
[ His voice crawls low, skirting on irritated as he places his elbows on either side of her face. ]
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Except... well. After several weeks of being by Vietnam's side, learning the intricacies of modern culture and routinely being fed by her (extremely important), Nagahide has formed the most dangerous element in any otome scenario: An Attachment. His immunity towards women was weak from the start, but kindness in the face of overwhelming confusion is an easy way to get to Nagahide's heart; Vietnam had no reason to help him, after all, and yet... here they are. Still cohabiting.
Here's the thing, though. Being that Vietnam is the only person that Nagahide can rely on, it's only natural that his concerns revolve around her on the regular. Take that and amplify it tenfold, considering that Nagahide has the Forbidden Romantic Feelings for her.
Tonight, he's on edge. It's an hour past the time Vietnam said she'd come home, and he's increasingly getting in his head about the whys and the hows and the whos; did something happen? Is she with someone? Why hasn't she called (not that he really knows how to use the phone he's been given, but still)?
He's poised by the front door when it finally swings open, crowds Vietnam against it when she steps inside. ]
You're late.
[ His voice crawls low, skirting on irritated as he places his elbows on either side of her face. ]
Do you know what time it is?