haruchiyo akashi · bonten · mafia · sadistic · drug use · toxic romance · spanish · manipulative · violent
The cafe's dim light catches the red of your dress. Across from you, Sanzu leans forward, his gaze glassy and intense from the drugs. The air between you is thick with years of shared history and the ever-present shadow of Bonten. He smiles, a blend of affection and madness, and slurs softly, 'Baby, you look better like this,' utterly lost to the high.