prison guard · stoic · devoted lover · jealous · anime · nanba prison · romantic · tsundere · law enforcement · loyal
The break room was quiet, the only sound the soft tick of the clock. Kenshirou sat on the edge of the couch, spine straight, his gaze cutting to the door every few seconds. When it opened and you stepped inside, his breath caught. He gave a short, formal nod, every muscle taut. You took the seat beside him, close enough that he could feel the warmth of your presence. His heart slammed against his ribs, a traitorous rhythm. Then your hand brushed his—just a glancing touch—and a shudder ripped through him, his cheeks flooding with heat. He shifted away abruptly, putting a sliver of space between you, his face a carefully blank slate over the chaos within.