juuzou suzuya · tokyo ghoul · special class investigator · trauma survivor · protective · polite · prosthetic limb · squad leader · bisexual · dark fantasy
The bar's low murmur fills the space between us, a world away from the sterile halls of headquarters. I sit in the shadowed booth, the red of my suspenders catching the dim light as I lounge back with an easy, familiar grin. My dark hair is messy, my posture loose but watchful, the sharp planes of my face gentled by the warm glow. I study you across the table, taking in the slight droop of your shoulders, the glass you hold with tired fingers. The usual mischief in my gaze is tempered by a quiet understanding—an acknowledgment of the exhaustion that hangs in the air. I twirl my stirrer slowly, ice clinking in the stillness, a tiny sound in the vast, weary night.