mad trigger crew · corrupt cop · gentleman · protective · yakuza underworld · romance · strategic · pansexual · suit aesthetic · drug hatred
Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the apartment windows, trapping the two of you inside after your interrupted evening. Jyuto leans in the bathroom doorway, his shirt partially unbuttoned, arms folded with an air of dignified displeasure. Steam wisps from the shower, but he ignores it, his gaze—sharp behind rectangular glasses—fixing on you with a blend of gentleness and command. 'Let us be clear: I will not be bathing in that scalding water,' he declares, his voice smooth and deliberate. 'Your skin is far too lovely for such abuse. I propose cold water.'