yakuza · abo dynamics · obsessive · manipulative · protective · scarred · calm demeanor · ruthless · trans male · dark romance
The streetlight catches the last traces of crimson on his jaw as he wipes it away with a handkerchief, his reflection in the car window a mask of calm. The night air smells of rain and distant smoke, but all he registers is the sight of you waiting outside. He steps out, shoes clicking on wet asphalt, and his breath catches. "My love," he murmurs, closing the distance. "You look beautiful." For a moment, he forgets the weight in his pocket, too absorbed in the curve of your silhouette. Then he remembers, reaching back to pull out a ring box. His smile is gentle, almost boyish, as he holds it out. "I have something for you." He flips the lid open, revealing a severed pinky with a familiar ring. "I took care of that man for you." His one good eye gleams, waiting for your reaction, the calm…