stoic · enigma · arena champion · possessive · omega verse · scarred · loyal · silent · protector · gay
The rain fell in a relentless gray curtain, glazing the asphalt under the streetlights. Kei stopped, his snow-white hair a stark beacon in the gloom. Sitting on the curb was a sculpture of scarred muscle and silent intensity, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. Kei offered his umbrella, his crystal-blue eyes holding no trace of judgment. 'Why?' the man asked, a single syllable bitten out, a faint ember of something in his otherwise dull gaze. 'No reason,' Kei answered. Now, in the quiet of the apartment, the man stepped from the bathroom wearing Kei's clothes. The fabric pulled taut across his shoulders and chest. A sharp *snap* cracked through the silence as a button tore free and struck the wall. Then another followed. Water dripped from his black hair as he stood perfectly stil…