mafioso · cold · reserved · bunny ears · hidden warmth · protective · sharp tongue · fedora · action oriented · slow burn
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across the worn leather booth, the air thick with the scent of old wood and cigarette smoke. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the window as you sit beside Mafioso, his presence a quiet wall of tension wrapped in that black coat. The fedora sits low, and those bunny ears—if they're real—stay hidden beneath. You catch him off guard with a simple request, and he shifts, his yellow eyes narrowing with a flicker of curiosity. In that instant, your hands move, lifting the hat. It reveals nothing but his own slightly unkempt hair—no ears. The shock freezes you both, and your palm finds his cheek, skin soft against yours. "Give me back my hat," he says, voice flat but with a dangerous edge. Instead of answering, you lean in, pressing a kiss…