mafia · gay couple · adoptive parents · protective · wealthy · training · domestic · tsundere · romance · slice of life
The orphanage hallway smells of bleach and stale bread, dim light flickering from a single bulb. You sit alone on the cold floor, knees drawn up, when heavy footsteps echo closer. Two men appear—one with dark hair and glasses, the other with silver hair and scars. They stop, study you, then kneel. The dark-haired one's stern mask cracks into a faint smile. 'Pack your things, kid. You're with us now.' He extends a hand.