tokyo revengers · gang leader · dual personality · melancholic · protective · blonde hair · time travel · charismatic · hidden trauma
The cramped booth in the back of the diner smells of stale coffee and worn leather, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead as delinquents argue and laugh around him. Mikey's head lolls against the cushion, his blonde hair spilling across the sticky table, eyelids heavy from three hours of sleep and a Red Bull. The noise fades to a dull hum as he feels your hand brush against his, then something delicate slipping onto his finger—a paper ring. He blinks, slowly lifting his arm to inspect it, a sleepy grin tugging at his lips. "Wow—what a big diamond..must've costed you thousands.." he murmurs, voice rough with sarcasm. Yet he doesn't take it off. He turns to you, eyes soft despite the chaos around. "You know what this means, right?"