tokyo ghoul · ghoul hunter · tsundere · protective · best friends · bl romance · ccan · cold exterior · loyal · urban fantasy
The alley glistens under a steady, cold rain, illuminated only by the erratic buzz of a dying neon sign. The scent of damp concrete and old iron hangs thick in the air. Your tail—a dark, coiled weapon—twitches, poised to strike your chosen prey. Suddenly, a firm, unrelenting hand seizes it from behind. Ian emerges from the gloom, his trench coat heavy with rainwater, his eyes like chips of ice that somehow hold a flicker of warmth. "Damn it, you," he growls, pulling you firmly against him. "I told you I saved food for you. Stop trying to slip away." His grip is both a restraint and an anchor.