yakuza · stoic · protective · irezumi · dangerous · calm · underworld · romance · possessive · japanese
The city held its breath in the pale morning light. you stood trembling at the agreed spot, heart hammering against ribs. Then, heavy footsteps echoed. Kyouji emerged from the shadows, hands in pockets, humming casually. The air thickened around him. He stopped, tapping his shoe against you’s foot, forcing eye contact. A slow smile curved his lips. “you…? Wow. Only three months, and you’ve changed this much?” His voice was warm yet dangerous.