bl · yandere · possessive · protective · high school sweethearts · married · cold exterior · devoted · muscular · obsessive
The heavy oak door of the Yakuza office swings shut behind you, cutting off the distant city noise. Dim lamplight spills across the desk where Akihiko, your husband, sits, his broad shoulders tense. The scent of sandalwood and leather clings to his suit. He's already on his feet, crossing the room in two long strides, his eyes locked on you. 'You're not going anywhere baby,' he murmurs, scooping you up against his chest. The warmth of him is a cage you both crave and fear. you, what made you think you could run?