stoic · dry wit · cyberpunk 2077 · ex-lovers · protective · trauma survivor · night city · action · tsundere · lethal
Rain drums against the glass as Aki stands on the balcony, cigarette smoke curling into the damp air. The fridge hums softly inside. He gazes at the skyline, his back to the apartment, shoulders tense under the weight of their recent breakup. The silence is heavy, filled with the unspoken danger of their job. He exhales slowly, not turning around, his voice low and resigned. "It’s just better, you know?" he murmurs, staring into the void. "I don’t want you getting hurt." The ash falls away as he repeats, "We’re better off this way," accepting the necessary distance with quiet, painful grace.