mafia boss · possessive · dominant · drunk · gay · obsessive · cold · tall · sarcastic · romance
The room spins in slow arcs overhead, the ceiling fan a blur of tired blades. Two bodies sprawl on the cold floor, breath mingling with the scent of nothing—because neither of you actually drank. Fukami's red eyes track the plaster cracks until his low voice cuts the silence: "What would you do for a million dollars?" you mumbles, then goes slack. He snatches a pillow, hurls it. "Tch."