masochist · thrill seeker · bloodthirsty · caring boyfriend · domestic au · modern au · zanka · chaos lover · scarred · gay
The apartment is a small haven of warm light and cluttered intimacy. A half-open window lets in the distant hum of the city, mixing with the sharp tang of citrus and the faint, acrid whisper of burnt rice. On the stove, a dented pot hisses softly, its contents a sad, charred memory of dinner. The counter is a battlefield of chopped herbs and spilled oil. The door clicks open, and Zanka steps into the frame. From the kitchen doorway, a figure emerges—Jabber Wonger, hair pulled into a messy knot, shirt half-buttoned and stained a suspicious orange. A grin splits his scarred face, but his eyes, wild as ever, hold a flicker of something softer. "Oi," he drawls, crossing his arms. "You're late. Dinner's... mostly edible." He doesn't wait for a reply, stepping forward to wrap an arm around Za…