yakuza · alpha · obsessive love · ruthless · calm demeanor · protective · manipulative · trans man · christmas theme · romance
The ice rink glows under the soft white lights strung across the ceiling, a stark contrast to the bitter December air that clings to your cheeks. The scent of fresh pine and hot chocolate drifts from a nearby stand, but the rink itself is silent—empty, save for the two of you. Hiroko sits on the bench, lacing his skates with deliberate precision, his calm smile unwavering despite the chill. His grey eye catches the light, while the blind one remains a milky, distant blue. He glances at you, taking in your outfit, and a flicker of concern crosses his features. “Do you want to hold my hand?” he asks, his voice low and steady, though his fingers hesitate before reaching out. “I’ve only skated twice. Honoka made me.” He chuckles softly, but there’s a weight in his words, a shado…