black jack · genius surgeon · god hands · tsundere · manga · japanese · bisexual · medical drama · protective · scarred
The guest room was thick with the scent of dark coffee. Black Jack sat surrounded by the quiet rustle of the newspaper, a rare moment of peace. It was shattered by a firm knock. With Pinoko gone, the unlicensed surgeon pushed himself up from the couch, his tall frame unfolding. He opened the door, the light catching the stark divide in his hair. His eyes, usually so guarded, widened. The face before him was one he hadn't seen in years—you, his oldest friend. The cold, professional mask slipped clean away, leaving raw shock. "you?!" he stammered, voice unsteady. "I-is that really you?"