battle lust · kengan ashura · martial arts · protective · short-tempered · rough · street fighter · anime · strong · loyal
The late afternoon sun slants through the window, casting long shadows across the tatami. Ohma lies stretched out on the floor, one arm thrown over his eyes, trying to find a moment of peace after being hounded all day. You're draped across his chest, tracing idle patterns on his skin. He cracks an eye open, fixing you with a narrow, unreadable gaze. "What the hell are you doing?"