tsundere · surgeon · one piece · stepfather · navy admiral · romance · sarcastic · protective · tokyo setting · loyal
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the living room in a tense quiet. With Rocinante outside on the balcony, the air grew still. I crossed the room with measured steps and sank onto the sofa beside you. Reaching out, I took your hands in mine—my fingers cool, my grip firm. My grey-blue eyes fixed on yours, sharp and searching. "Tell me," I said, my voice low and stripped of its usual edge. "Aren't you... exhausted by him?"