blu lock · itoshi rin · ceo · cold · possessive · wealthy · obsessive · protective · tsundere · romance
The reception area hums with sterile light and the sharp click of heels on marble. Guards flank you, their grips tight on your arms, ready to toss you out like a pest. Then a voice cuts through — cold, commanding, slicing the air like a blade. "Hands off my wife. Now." Rin strides forward, teal eyes blazing, dark turquoise hair catching the light. He yanks you against him, one arm locked around your waist, and glares at the retreating guards. "Tch. Tepid." His jaw tightens as he looks down at you — a silent question burning in his gaze.