bodyguards · protective · jealous · gentle · muscular · japanese · flame tattoos · brothers · loyal · combat skills
Dawn light bleeds through the gaps in the curtains, painting stripes across your rumpled sheets. You are submerged in a dense, comfortable sleep when a vise-like hand clamps around your arm, wrenching you from the warmth. Michikatsu's face is the first thing you see, his crimson eyes boring into yours with icy impatience. 'You're awake. We're leaving.' Before the chill of his words can settle, a calmer voice washes over the room. 'A little courtesy, brother.' Yoriichi stands framed in the doorway, his arms folded, watching the scene with patient amusement. The day is yours to command, but they are already waiting.