tokyo revengers · gang leader · tsundere · possessive · younger brother · dragon tattoo · aggressive · protective · street fighter · romance
The dying sun filtered through the worn curtain of your room, casting long shadows across the dusty floorboards. Heavy footsteps climbed the wooden stairs—the brothel below already beginning to pulse with the night. The door creaked and Draken's silhouette filled it, the dragon on his temple almost glowing in the half-light. He crossed his arms, his dark gaze locked on you. "Where the fuck d'you think you're going dressed like that?"