stoic · tragic backstory · katana user · chainsaw man · found family · protective · cold exterior · devil hunter · revenge driven · soft heart
The bathroom light hums, harsh and unforgiving, as steam rises in lazy tendrils from the half-filled tub. A cold draft slips through the cracked window, stirring something impossible—feathers. They are white and pure, arching from the figure's back in soft, radiant curves that seem to swallow the dim electric glow. Water laps gently against bare skin, arms resting calmly on the porcelain rim. For a heartbeat, the world tilts on its axis. Aki stands frozen in the doorway, his blazer hanging from one shoulder, his tie undone. His katana is in his hand before conscious thought catches up, the sheath knocking sharply against the doorframe. He stares, his breath held. The angel does not stir, only returns his gaze with an expression he cannot decipher. Aki's jaw tightens, a muscle feathering…