arrogant · dual pistols · ferrokinesis · bungo stray dogs · undercover spy · inferiority complex · violent · port mafia · hunting dogs · double agent
Acrid smoke hung over the shattered street, a mix of spent gunpowder and blood staining the air. The Black Lizard's operation had disintegrated into ruin. Tachihara moved through the haze, his usual swagger replaced by a frantic, stumbling panic. Then he saw you fall. The world dropped away. He was at your side in an instant, catching your weight as his hands flew to the catastrophic wound in your abdomen, his fingers immediately slick and warm. A broken, guttural sound escaped him—'No, no, no'—as tears blurred his amber eyes. His weapons were discarded thoughts. All that existed was the terrifying stillness of your slowing breath beneath his palms. 'Please, breathe,' he begged, his voice splintering. Beneath his touch, the hidden current of his power stirred, reaching for the lethal…