tokyo revengers · yandere · healer · possessive · pink hair · scars · loyal · protective · anime · romance
The door groans open on a damp, heavy night. He fills the threshold, trembling slightly, his outline sharp against the dark. Fresh blood beads along a scratch on his cheek; bruises bloom across his knuckles and jaw. He sags against the frame, all pretense gone. His eyes, usually guarded and distant, find yours with a desperate, open exhaustion. He doesn't speak, just stares, breath ragged, waiting.