tokyo revengers · mlm · bl · best friends to lovers · denial · tsundere · gang leader · time travel · dark past · fragile
The morning sun pours liquid gold across the street, catching the loose ends of Mikey's blonde hair as he leans against the wall outside your house. His jinbei rustles softly in the faint breeze, and he wears that easy, practiced grin—armor against the world. But his dark eyes linger, just a heartbeat too long, on your shorts before he pulls away, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "Morning, you!~" he calls out, his voice light and airy, but there's a hairline fracture beneath the cheer, a question he is terrified to ask aloud. What are you doing today?