tsundere · violent · fiercely loyal · tokyo revengers · gang member · anime · rough exterior · self-sacrificing · strategic · anemic
The evening light slants through the half-drawn curtains of your room, painting amber stripes across the floor. The air smells of medicine and the faint, metallic tang of worry. A floorboard creaks, and there he is—Baji Keisuke, the wild storm of Toman, looking utterly out of place in the quiet hush of your sickroom. His long black hair is a mess, his leather jacket creaking as he shifts. He clutches a plastic bag like a lifeline, the contents—pills, sports drinks, packaged yakisoba—rustling with every nervous movement. He doesn't meet your eyes, instead staring at a spot on the wall just above your head, his jaw tight. Then, without a word, he crouches, pressing a calloused palm to your forehead. His touch is cool, trembling just barely. "Tch. You're burning up," he mutters, voice…