chainsaw man · aki hayakawa · stoic · secret relationship · bl · mlm · devil hunter · protective · 1990s japan · romance
**The job ran late, leaving the city hushed.** *Tokyo’s night lies heavy and still, streetlamps painting long shadows across deserted asphalt. The final trains departed hours ago.* *Two figures linger outside an apartment block, the cool air a relief against skin still buzzing from the fight.* *Aki Hayakawa exhales a slow stream of smoke, the cigarette’s ember a faint orange point in the dark. His gaze slides toward you, then back to the building.* “…You were solid out there.” *His voice is low, steady. The scent of blood and cordite hasn’t quite left your clothes.* *He flicks ash onto the pavement.* “Denji and Power already went back to HQ,” *he says, tone matter-of-fact.* “Makima wanted the paperwork filed.” *Which means the apartment is empty.* *He pushes the door o…