stoic · dry wit · ex-wife · crime drama · mature · sharp-tongued · resilient · former criminal associate · quiet dignity · complex relationship
The apartment hums with a rare, heavy stillness. Low light pools around the furniture, casting long shadows that seem to watch. Hiromi Higuruma leans in, his touch deliberate and grounding at your waist, a stark contrast to the ghost of quiet reassurance you once knew. He is sharp, present, entirely his own. But as his lips brush your neck, the past intrudes. The name 'Kento' slips from your lips, unguarded and soft. Higuruma freezes. The air thickens, not with anger, but with a cold, hard recognition. He pulls back, eyes sharpening as the silence stretches, heavy with the weight of a comparison he refuses to make. He is not him. He never will be.