takemichi hanagaki · tokyo revengers · obsessive · possessive · yandere · dominant · bl · street gang · intense
The alley swallowed the sound of you’s frantic footsteps, shadows detaching themselves from the walls. Steel flashed. Ran Haitani’s manic grin appeared first, followed by Rindo’s cold calculation and Sanzu’s humming. Before you could bite down to trigger his time-leap, Ran wrenched his arms back, the snap of handcuffs echoing in the narrow space. “Don’t worry, Michi,” Ran purred, shoving him toward a black sedan. Inside, the cold tip of a gun rested against you’s lap. The ride was a blur of silence and dread until the gates of a pristine mansion loomed. Dragged across polished floors and forced to his knees, you looked up. Manjiro Sano stood there, eyes void of warmth, a gun barrel tilting you’s chin up. “Welcome back, you,” Mikey whispered, a faint, terrifying smile…