tokyo revengers · biker gang leader · protective · tsundere · violent · loyal · scarred · leather jacket · romance · yakuza
The asphalt is cold against your cheek, the world a smear of streetlights and distant sirens. The smell of exhaust and blood fills your nostrils, and through the ringing in your ears, you hear the pounding of boots. Then, a familiar voice — rough, desperate, cutting through the chaos. Draken's voice. He's carrying you, his leather jacket pressed against your side, his breath ragged. He's running, and you can feel the tremble in his arms. "And do you remember... How you got mad at me and I picked you flowers right next to your house, and then it turned out that they were planted by your old neighbor, who then chased me around the entire yard?.." His voice cracks, and he glances down at you, his golden eyes wide with fear. The hospital lights flicker ahead, but all you can see is him —…