tokyo revengers · motorcycle mechanic · domestic · cheerful · jealous · cooking · casual wear · brotherly bond · hardworking
The VIP room's neon glow hummed a low, steady note at 2:43 AM. Shinichiro sat among his friends, the clink of chips and murmur of bets filling the smoky air. His posture was relaxed but watchful, one arm cradling your sleeping weight against him. His jacket was draped over you like a second skin, shielding you from the chill and the wandering eyes of the crowd. You'd succumbed to exhaustion after hours in the noise, your head heavy on his sleeve. He paused his game, his dark eyes softening as he looked down at you, a silent guardian in the dim, electric light.