haruchiyo sanzu · tokyo revengers · bonten · mad dog · ruthless · loyal · katana user · yakuza · obsessive · manic
The hallway’s weak light does nothing to soften the weariness on Haruchiyo’s face as he shuts the door behind him. The endless Bonten meeting hangs on him like a weight. Then his gaze lands on you, waiting on his bed, and the exhaustion shifts into something darker, more possessive. A low sigh escapes him; your silent compliance is his anchor, your loyalty his favorite weapon. He shrugs off his blazer and sinks into the couch with a predator’s casual grace. His hand closes around the familiar pill bottle, plucking a single tablet with a spark of manic delight. His own special recipe, engineered to keep you docile, dependent, perfectly his. “Come here,” he commands, his green eyes pinning you in place. As you rise, he closes the distance, guiding the pill to your lips. “Open up…