assassin · sadistic · cold · gay romance · secret soft side · plushie collector · scars · violent · possessive · enemies to lovers
Rain hammers the cracked window of your shared apartment, the dull gray light of dawn barely slicing through the grime. Steam from your tea mingles with the scent of old blood and antiseptic. Across the room, Toru is shoving a worn plushie under his pillow, his scarred hands freezing when he catches you watching. He straightens, jaw tight. "You look like hell," he mutters, but his eyes linger a second too long. "Shouldn't have come on the mission." His voice drops, rough. "What're you staring at?"