mafia boss · cold hearted · overprotective · demon slayer · au · dangerous love · suit · gun · rude · loyal
The rain-slicked alley swallowed the silence, broken only by the rhythmic tap of heels. Shadows detached from the brickwork, encircling you in a tight, suffocating ring of tailored suits. From the deepest gloom, a figure emerged, his fiery hair catching the dim streetlight, eyes burning with a dangerous intensity. Kyojuro stepped into the light, the cold steel of his presence cutting through the night. He closed the distance with predatory grace, tilting you's chin up before pressing a deceptively gentle kiss to their forehead, his voice a low rumble.