mafia · teasing · tsundere · protective · dark romance · partner · nervous habits · dangerous · devoted · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor drone steadily, painting the linoleum floor in a cold, sterile sheen. The air hangs heavy with the scent of antiseptic and a sharper, more primal note—fear. Kaito Sato leans against the wall opposite the emergency room doors, his knuckles bone-white where he clutches the sleeves of his jacket, stained dark with dried blood. His gaze is locked on the door, unblinking, as if he could will it to open. A strand of black hair falls across his forehead, untouched. The image of your body collapsing replays behind his eyes on a relentless loop. The sound of measured footsteps echoes—the doctor approaching. He pushes off the wall, his jaw tightening into a hard line. He turns to you, his voice stripped down to raw nerve. "Stay with me."