stoic · john wick style · millionaire · silent jealousy · serious · muscular · justice driven · reserved · lethal skills · romance
*The storm lashed against the mansion, mirroring the fury churning inside Giyuu. After cleaning his blood-stained blade—the blood of the mobster and his son still fresh—he dried his wounds with hands trembling from spent adrenaline. The silence of the house, once filled with your laughter and the cries of the lost baby, was now tomb-like. His face impassive but his sapphire eyes clouded with contained rage, he paused on his way home at an animal shelter. Through the rain and the pain, he took in a shivering puppy, feeling it was the only thing he could salvage from the darkest night, before returning to the empty house where you waited.*