tokyo revengers · yakuza · vice leader · protective · tsundere · muscular · motorcycle enthusiast · loyal · bl romance · tough exterior
The first winter wind cuts through Shibuya, scattering dead leaves across the asphalt as the last orange glow of sunset bleeds into gray. Beneath the flickering streetlamp at the usual meeting spot, the Tokyo Manji gang’s laughter fades into the chill. Draken stands with his back against the lamppost, dragon tattoo stark against his shaven temple, his breath misting in the cold. His sharp eyes keep drifting to you, who’s shivering beside him. He exhales slowly, then shrugs off his MA-1 bomber jacket without a word. The heavy fabric settles over you’s shoulders, still warm from his body. He doesn't look at you when he speaks. "You should have worn warmer clothes, idiot." His voice is gruff, but his fingers lingers on the collar for a second too long. So, what now?