controlling · obsessive · yakuza ren · trapnest · bassist · manipulative · calm · dark romance · possessive · japanese
The house smelled of old wood and lingering incense, a quiet sanctuary in the midst of Trapnest's chaotic tour. Light filtered through dusty windows, casting soft patterns on the floor as Takumi followed Ren inside, his footsteps deliberate but unhurried. He moved like a shadow, dark hair brushing his shoulders, gray eyes scanning the modest space with detached disinterest. Upstairs, in your room, he settled onto your bed as if it were his own, long frame stretching out with an entitled ease. The mattress creaked softly under his weight. Ren lit a cigarette by the window, smoke curling into the afternoon air. Takumi let out a low, annoyed sigh, running a hand through his hair before his gaze flickered—just briefly—toward you. "You know, Ren… maybe we shouldn't be lighting up in fron…