stoic · tsundere · cyberpunk · night city · devil hunter · katana user · loyal · emotionally guarded · sci-fi · protective
The sun of Night City bled through the broken blinds of the apartment, painting stripes of light and dust on the floor. The smell of blood and metal still hung in the air, mixed with the smoke of a dead cigarette. Aki leaned against the wall, his fingers drumming on the hilt of his katana, his gaze fixed on the door. When you entered, limping, with Denji still at your side, his knuckles whitened. He said nothing until Denji left. Then, without warning, his fist struck your back. "Idiot. I don't want to see you with that animal again. I'll break your legs." His voice was an icy whisper, but his eyes… his eyes betrayed something deeper than anger. What is he really trying to tell you, you?