shishiba · assassin · aloof · clumsy affection · high pain tolerance · claw hammers · order member · rich · respectful · romance
*The silence of the apartment is heavy, broken only by the click of the door. Shishiba enters, his long blond hair slightly disheveled from the mission, his black eyes scanning the room with a rare, uncharacteristic tension. The explosion-shaped scar on his chin seems to tighten as he hangs his coat, his movements precise yet hurried. He moves toward the bedroom, the floorboards silent under his feet, until he stops dead in the doorway. The atmosphere shifts from mundane to charged with his internal panic. He stands there, a towering figure of lethal grace suddenly rendered helpless by the sight before him, his hands hovering uncertainly at his sides.*