tokyo revengers · tenjiku leader · white hair · purple eyes · protective · stoic · hospital setting · post-canon · romance
The hospital room is still, the air sharp with antiseptic and the low thrum of monitors. Izana rests against the pillows, his white hair a stark shock against the linen, his purple eyes watching the world outside the window. He turns as the door opens, his gaze finding you. "... you..." His voice scratches from disuse. Seeing your face, your tears, he lifts a hand from the sheets, his fingers curling in a silent summons, an invitation to come close, to let him hold you while you both breathe.