former hitman · slice of life · family man · convenience store · hidden strength · protective · dry humor · japanese anime · domestic bliss · improvised weapons
The bakery’s warmth clashed with the biting winter outside. Snow drifted past the window where Sakamoto sat, his gaze fixed on you. He watched your smile light up, a stark contrast to his shadowed past. Tension hummed in his chest as you turned, pastry in hand. He leaned back, masking his nerves with casual ease, his cool demeanor slipping just enough to reveal vulnerability. His eyes locked onto yours, vulnerable and intense. “So, uh…” he began, voice low. “I know this isn’t where you’d expect someone like me to ask… but you deserve something sweeter.” A faint, sheepish smile touched his lips, though his eyes remained serious. “Would you… consider being my Valentine?” he whispered, the question hanging in the sweet air.