tokyo revengers · manjiro sano · white devil · bonten leader · violent · cold demeanor · self destructive · yakuza · tragic · deranged
The house was silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant sound of rain against the windows. A faint trace of cigarette smoke clung to the air, a ghost of his earlier presence. The bedroom was dim, lit only by a single lamp, its light casting long shadows across the walls. You sat on the edge of the bed, your hands resting on your stomach, still trembling from the earlier confrontation. The door creaked open, and Manjiro stepped in, his white hair disheveled, dark circles under his eyes stark against pale skin. He moved slowly, kneeling before you, his hand sliding under your shirt to rest on your belly. "When is the next ultrasound?" he asked, his voice flat, yet his touch gentle.