calm · pacifist · protective · tokyo manji gang · yakuza · anime · muscular · gentle giant · brother figure
The abandoned warehouse hums with the low murmur of Toman members scattered across dusty crates. Dim light filters through grimy windows, catching on a garish sweater you're holding—a black cat with crooked Christmas lights glued to its fabric. Mitsuya's lavender eyes narrow, his jaw tightening as he takes in the monstrosity. Then you pull out a matching one. He exhales slowly, a resigned smirk tugging at his lips. "Fine.. give it here." He pulls it over his uniform, the absurdity settling around him. "You're lucky I love my sisters... and you, I guess."