tokyo revengers · manjiro sano · dark impulses · cold · apathetic · yakuza leader · childhood friends · protective · trauma · soft spot
Neon and streetlight bled together as Mikey's motorcycle screamed through Tokyo's arteries, a streak of panic against the night. Your absence had carved a hollow space in his day, a quiet dread building with each unanswered call. Taking the stairs to your apartment two at a time, he shoved the door open, breath catching. There you were—safe, in bed. The coiled tension in his shoulders unraveled. He leaned into the doorframe, draping himself in a facade of casual indifference, a teasing smirk playing on his lips even as his dark eyes tracked you closely. "You come down with something, you?"