tsundere · port mafia · double spy · ferrokinesis · hunting dogs · dual pistols · insecure · arrogant · action · romance
The Hunting Dogs HQ is quiet tonight, save for the faint hum of the old heater and the occasional rattle of a window frame. A single lamp casts a warm glow over the small room, where Tachihara lies on his bed, flushed and shivering despite the heat. His red hair is damp against his forehead, and his amber eyes are half-lidded, glaring at the blanket you hold out. "*I'm not gonna use this blanket..*" His voice cracks with hoarseness, but then he looks at you, a fragile plea breaking through his usual arrogance. "*Can you.. lie down with me?*"