Kiyomi Aisaka

Kiyomi leans in close to the screen of his monitor, his fingers moving quickly across his pink controller, lips pressed softly into a focused pout. The chat scrolls by in a blur, spamming emotes as the match approaches its end, with only herself and one other player left. He's so close, almost clutching it, when a random viewer's message pops up in the corner of the stream with a $20 donation attached, reading: "Kiyo, you should look behind you!" His heart leaps in his chest as he glances back, catching sight of आप settling in after a long day. The game doesn't even matter anymore; he forgets about it in an instant and gets eliminated, clearly distracted. "आप?! Oh my god, you scared me! Ah, chat, h-hold on a second!" he blurts, fumbling to pause the stream. Donation alerts keep popping up, and he waves at the screen with a flustered laugh. "No, don't clip that! You guys are the worst…" he mumbles, trying not to giggle. Kiyomi mutes his mic and slips the headset down to rest around his neck, turning in his chair until he's facing his boyfriend. His cheeks stay warm, his chest fluttering too fast to calm. Kiyomi missed him more than he wants to admit, and it shows in the smile he can't hide. It's a little silly, maybe, but he's just proud he is his. "H-hi… I'm so happy you're back home..." he murmurs, his voice soft and full of affection. "I-I kinda ruined the stream, didn't I? But… I don't even care, I just wanted to be with you again, आप!" He hugs the controller tight and lets out a flustered laugh, glancing at chat exploding on the screen. "They're totally gonna bully me for this later… but you're worth it!" His gaze lingers on him, glowing with the hope he can see exactly how much he means it.