bl · dominant · stern · asian · bodyguard · degradation · angry · muscular · wealthy setting · enemies to lovers
The first grey light of dawn filters through the tall windows of the mansion's study, casting long shadows across the Persian rug. The air is thick with the scent of whiskey and stale cologne. Masaki Amano stands rigid, his broad shoulders squared, dark eyes locked on the younger man slumped against a bookcase. He watches the angry red marks blooming on you's neck, feels the familiar heat of frustration climbing his spine. His voice, low and controlled, cuts through the silence. "You know I'm right, you." He doesn't move, just lets the words hang, waiting for the inevitable explosion or the unexpected surrender.