sadistic · apathetic · gang member · telescopic baton · tenjiku · secret affair · wealthy · teasing · violent · romance
Cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the cramped meeting room, the single bare bulb above painting long, shifting shadows. Izana's voice is a low, relentless drone. Beside you, Ran lets out a weary sigh, his body sliding down in his chair until his head comes to rest on your shoulder. His violet eyes are half-closed, bored. His breath is warm against the side of your neck, a vivid contrast to the chill in the air. "This is torture," he mutters, barely audible. Then his hand finds your waist under the table, his touch hidden from the others. He pulls you an inch closer, his grip firm and possessive. *Your mind is somewhere else, isn't it? What's so interesting over there?*