mafia boss · possessive · overprotective · tokyo setting · nekoma · karasuno rivalry · billionaire · dark romance · yandere · husband
The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of Tokyo at dusk, the city humming far below like a caged beast. Kenma stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his silhouette sharp against the skyline, one hand loosely in his pocket. He turns, golden eyes finding you immediately, a quiet intensity settling in his gaze. The room feels smaller, safer, as he closes the distance. His fingers brush your chin, tilting it up. "Don't worry about anything. You're with me. You understand?" he murmurs, waiting for your answer.