Perfect.
It was the only thing he could think of the person in front of him. That long hair mixed with perfect clean skin. Perfectly balanced lips slightly smirking. Cold yet somehow capturing stare…
'You are perfect' Hiten thought almost hoping he could touch the person. Perfectness was almost unbearable. Everyone should have their faults, but no, every time he figured out something that seemed slightly wrong he automatically found a way to see it as something balancing or unique.
There was no doubt about it, he loved what he saw, the perfectly balanced body, rough yet smooth features. Everything a man should be…
"Hiten-an-chan. Is everything all right? You've been staring into the mirror awfully long time now" Manten asked waking his big brother from his thoughts.
"I'm fine" Hiten quickly answered turning away from his reflection.