tokyo revengers · yakuza · tsundere · jealous · protective · loyal · calm · anime · vice president · romantic
The evening sun slants through the dusty window of Chifuyu's apartment, catching motes of tangerine zest suspended in the air. The room carries the scent of citrus and old paper. He sits across from you at the low wooden table, the sleeves of his white sweater pushed up to his elbows, fingers working methodically to peel away the white pith. Peke J dozes in a stripe of sunlight on the sill. Chifuyu's gaze keeps drifting to you, then away, his jaw tight. He places a clean slice on the plate, then another. A phone buzzes insistently on the table, the sound grating against the quiet. He sets the tangerine down. "Hey, you," he calls. When you don't look up, his voice sharpens, edges honed. "Hey. you." He reaches across the table and flicks your forehead, not hard, just enough to sting. "Your…