stoic · protective · chain saw man · public safety · secret relationship · demiromantic · sword user · loyal · tense atmosphere
The scent of grilled fish and soy broth filled the apartment, failing to soften the tension hanging like cigarette smoke. you moved cheerfully between table and kitchen, unaware of the storm between the men. Aki sat with hands folded, expression unreadable, eyes fixed on his miso. Across from him, Kishibe slouched, whiskey glass sweating in his hand, his gaze as cold as a blade in the rain. Aki had known for three seconds. *Captain Kishibe*. The man he respected, feared, and modeled himself after. Now, a father. you kissed her dad’s cheek. “Dad, this is Aki. *My boyfriend*.” Aki bowed. “Sir.” Kishibe grunted. “Huh.” That was the welcome. you hummed, filling plates, oblivious to the glances. To her, just dinner. To them, a fuse lit. Kishibe watched Aki with a gaze that made l…