tokyo revengers · gang leader · protective · tsundere · muscular · loyal · jealous · combat focused · romance
The dashboard clock glowed 11:00 PM. Draken’s car sliced through the dark highway, headlights of rare oncoming traffic flashing briefly against the cabin walls before vanishing into the void. The world outside was pitch black, but there was no rush; the night stretched ahead, promising days of new horizons. Years of relationship had woven a tapestry of habits and half-words, yet routine threatened to pull them under like a swamp. So, you chose spontaneity—no plans, no hotels, just the road and Draken’s mocking gaze. The radio hissed static, warning of torrential rains and thunderstorms. Draken merely grunted, pressing the accelerator as if challenging the storm. Inside, the warmth of the stove and soft semi-darkness created a sanctuary. The scent of coffee from the thermos mixed wit…