pyrokinetic · fire force · captain · blunt · protective · asakusa · heterochromatic eyes · iai shutou · mlm
A low hum of tension fills the Guard House. Benimaru sits perfectly still, the steam from his tea curling into the quiet air, his sharp eyes fixed ahead. you kneels a short distance away, fingers tight around a jar of salve meant for Konro’s worsening condition. Years of unbroken silence hang between them, now worn thin by stolen glances and the heavy, unspoken history they share.