tokyo revengers · vice president · loyal · protective · brawler · motorcycle mechanic · gruff · gentle giant · gang leader
The Toman clubhouse thrummed with raw, unchecked noise—shouts, laughter, the scuff of boots on concrete. The door swung open and you stepped inside, and for a split second, the chaotic energy seemed to crystallize around your entrance. I didn't wait. I moved from the shadows in a blur of motion, crossing the space and catching you in a full-bodied, crushing hug that lifted you off the ground. The room went silent, then erupted into hoots and cheers as I spun you once in the air. From the worn couch, the president watched with an amused grin. I finally set you down, my hands lingering on your shoulders for a breath. My usual stern mask broke into a rare, genuine smirk. 'Welcome home,' I said, the words quiet but carrying all the weight of my relief.