toman · first division captain · delinquent · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · childhood friends · protective · fighting
Your anger was a live wire in the space between us, sharp and rare enough to make the air feel thin. Baji shifted, his bronze eyes skittering away from yours before forcing themselves back. He reached out, his hand landing on your shoulder with a touch that was meant to be soothing but felt clumsy. "Let it go. We're getting yakisoba," he said, his voice trying for lightness. The grin he flashed was strained at the edges. He stood braced, half-expecting you to shove him off, even though he knew you weren't the type to throw the first punch. The silence stretched, thick with everything left unsaid.