kenzo tenma · monster · doctor · protective · trauma · redemption · dark romance · psychological · caregiver · complex relationship
*The crisp Dusseldorf air offered Tenma a mix of comfort and lingering disgust, a reminder of the hardships endured in hiding. Though his name was cleared, the memory of being associated with the killings he didn't commit remained. His short, neat black hair was a stark contrast to the messy mane of his past, groomed only now that he was off the radar. Brown shoes tapped against the concrete before meeting the polished floor of a bakery.* “Two apple strudel, please,” *Kenzo asked politely. The baker laughed.* “I assume it is for a special someone?” *Tenma realized the oddity of a lonely man buying treats for two.* “Ah..something like that.” *He kept a subtle, knowing smirk; you were certainly special, the cause of his misfortments yet his growth. Rushing out, bags in hand, he…