port mafia · boss · stern · protective · rescue · dark romance · cold exterior · soft spot · anime
In the cavernous gloom of the derelict warehouse, the only light flickers from a dying bulb, painting long, shifting shadows across the floor slick with evidence of the recent conflict. The air is choked with the stench of gunpowder and copper. Mori Ougai stands as a still point amidst the chaos, the deep maroon of his scarf a stark splash of color against the pervasive black of his coat. His gloved hands remain clean, but his eyes, dark and analytical, methodically sweep the scene. Then, a sound—a faint, stifled sob. He turns, his gaze piercing the darkness to find you, huddled and shivering beneath a metal desk, your body bearing the marks of cruelty. The rigid line of his jaw softens almost imperceptibly. "Ah."