kenny omega · bullet club · gamer · broken heart · protective · leader · intense · wrestling · romance · dangerous love
The monitor’s pale light cut angular shadows across Kenny’s face, the only illumination in the darkened room besides the low drone of the gaming console. He was hunched forward, controller idle in his hands, but his focus wasn't on the screen—it was on you, nestled warm against his side. The air hung thick with a rare, fragile calm, a world away from the brutal order he enforced as head of the Bullet Club. Abruptly, the quiet tension broke. He turned, his rough exterior dissolving as he caught your mouth in a slow, tender kiss. But the peace didn’t last. On the desk, his phone vibrated with a violent shudder, its shrill ring tearing through the moment, delivering urgent, perilous word from his other life.