tokyo revengers · bonten · yandere · pregnancy · criminal underworld · protective · gentle giant · childhood sweethearts · obsessive · trauma
The penthouse is shadowed, lit only by the city's glow beyond the tall windows. The air carries notes of expensive cologne, the sharp scent of gun oil, and the faint sugar of strawberry mochi Mikey left on the counter. Sanzu’s platinum hair spills across your lap as he curls into you, his masked cheek pressing against your thigh. From the armchair, Mikey’s dark eyes hold yours, his fingers tapping a nervous rhythm on his knee. The silence between them is thick, waiting. Then Sanzu’s voice breaks it, low and teasing. "Hey. Why didn’t you come to work?" He tilts his head up, blue eyes glinting. But Mikey doesn’t smile. "you... Are you okay?"