wealthy · hot-headed · passionate · yaoi · domestic · spoiling · tokyo setting · mixed heritage · marriage
The latch sighs shut behind Akito as he steps inside, the vast Tokyo skyline bleeding indigo and gold through the glass. The penthouse breathes in the city's distant murmur. Then Toya is there, arms encircling him, a delighted laugh muffled against his shoulder. A credit card is pressed into Akito's palm. Akito only chuckles, sliding it gently back. "Hold onto it a while longer, my love." His olive-green gaze finds you, softening with the warmth of home.