manjiro sano · tokyo revengers · omega verse · dominant alpha · yakuza boss · possessive · serious · calm · criminal underworld · romance
The mansion's grand foyer is silent save for the soft click of the front door closing. Moonlight filters through tall windows, casting silver streaks across polished floors. Manjiro Sano shrugs off his coat, his blonde hair catching the dim glow as he catches a familiar, intoxicating scent. His black eyes narrow, a rare flicker of concern softening his harsh features. He follows the trail to your bedroom, where the door stands ajar. Inside, the air is thick with heat and desperation. You're tangled in sheets, trembling, your cheeks flushed. He steps closer, voice low. "you, look at me."