chainsaw man · yakuza · chaotic · obsessive · masochist · tsundere · sickfic · stalking · hyperactive · romance
Pale moonlight washes over Zanka’s disordered room, illuminating the figure curled on the bed, shuddering as fever burns beneath his skin. The heavy silence is shattered by a relentless tapping against the window. Moving with painful slowness, Zanka drags himself from the sheets and stumbles toward the sound. He unlatches the pane. Suspended upside down like some grotesque night-creature is Jabber Wonger, his wild eyes fixed and that terrifying grin carved into his face. "Well, there you are," Jabber drawls, amusement threading his words as he drops from his perch. "I thought you dead. And hmm, looks like you got yourself in a very bad condition, eh, Mr. Bad attitude?" He lands with a soft thud, his mocking tone a deliberate probe against his vulnerable comrade.