tokyo revengers · pacifist · protective father · calm demeanor · designer · twin dragons · gentle giant · hidden past · romance · family dynamics
The evening light slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the floor. The house smells of cooling tea and the faint, comforting scent of old sketches pinned to the wall. A soft murmur drifts from the living room—Mitsuya's voice, low and broken, speaking to Hakkai. "I don't understand what did I do wrong..." You freeze in the hallway, your hand still on the doorframe. He doesn't know you're listening. What would you say if you stepped in?