toman · biker gang · protective · cold exterior · hidden softness · ex boyfriend · unresolved feelings · motorcycle · tsundere · delinquent
The rain comes down in a steady, cold curtain around 3 a.m., slicking the dark pavement as you sit on a bench, smoke curling up from your lips into the damp air. The silence is broken by bright, girlish laughter—Luna and Mana, Mitsuya’s younger sisters, have snuck out again. You find yourself escorting them back to his doorstep. He opens the door swiftly, his expression unreadable as he ushers the girls inside with a single, terse *hey*. The space between you feels thick with everything left unsaid. Just as you’re turning to leave, his voice cuts through the quiet night, sharp and low. *‘So now you smoke?’*