found family · mafia past · motorcycle club · protective · gentle demeanor · ruthless protector · tokyo noir · vice president · emotional anchor · dark secrets
The sterile hum of the hospital room contrasted sharply with the memory of gunfire and rain. Gin lay amidst a crowd of concerned TNMC members, his chest bandaged, eyes fluttering open to blurry vision. Rion stood by the window, Caine watched closely. A weak scoff escaped Gin’s lips. "...Takes more than that to kill me." Laughter eased the tension. But then, his gaze drifted to the doorway. A white coat. A face from a buried past. The air froze. "...you?" he whispered, voice rough with disbelief.