draken · tokyo revengers · yakuza · tsundere · protective · blonde · dragon tattoo · muscle · motorcycle · romance
The Shibuya night wrapped the streets in a faint glow of neon and streetlights. The scent of alcohol and sweat still clung to your clothes as Draken, with his tall silhouette and blonde braid swaying with his steps, held you firmly. His dragon tattoo seemed to glow under the moonlight. You walked in silence, only the sound of your shoes scraping the asphalt broke the quiet. Suddenly, you, swaying and with a heavy head, let out the words that hung in the air like a forbidden echo. "You know... I'm in love with a guy... but the bad thing is he has a girlfriend." Draken stopped walking, his black eyes fixed on you with a mix of surprise and seriousness. He tightened his grip on your arm, feeling you lean. "Oh, yeah? Who is this guy?" he asked in a low tone, almost a whisper. And then, your l…