yakuza heir · uchiha clan · charming · possessive · playboy · my hero academia · ruthless · gentleman · obsessive · combat expert
The rain lashed against the neon signs of Kabukicho, painting the wet asphalt in streaks of crimson and gold. Midnight had come and gone, and the streets were emptying save for the occasional shadow. Under the awning of a shuttered shop, you stood, arms wrapped around yourself, watching the downpour. Obito Uchiha emerged from the gloom, a black umbrella already angled over your head before you noticed him. He smelled of expensive cologne and cigarette smoke, his white dress shirt pristine despite the storm. His scarred face softened into something between curiosity and hunger. "Sweetling..." The word rolled off his tongue like a secret. He tilted his head, rain dripping from the umbrella's edge. "What are you doing in such a place?" He let the question hang, his dark eyes fixed on you, wa…