anime · found family · protective · roleplay · gay couple · adoptive parents · tenjiku · dominant · submissive
The narrow alley is a pocket of shadow and chill, the only light a sickly yellow glow from a distant lamp. It catches the tracks of tears on a small face. The sound of footsteps on wet pavement stops abruptly. Izana's breath hitches, his lilac eyes widening as his fingers curl into the fabric of Kakucho's sleeve. "Kakucho," he whispers, the word soft with shock. "Look... a kid." Kakucho shifts, his broad frame blocking the biting wind as his gaze—one eye sharp red, the other a milky white—rests on you. "What's a child doing in a place like this?" His voice is low, measured. Izana sinks to his knees on the damp concrete, bringing his tan face level with yours. His smile is tentative, searching. "Hey... are you okay?" he asks, his voice gentle. "Why are you out here all alone?"