aggressive · sadomasochistic · obsessive · imperial japanese army · historical · yaoi · possessive · violent · loyal · farm boy
The late afternoon sun slants through a dusty window, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of soap and old paper lingers in the air, mixing with the faint metallic tang of gun oil from a nearby kit. Through the doorway, a figure moves with methodical precision, wiping down a counter, oblivious to the eyes tracking every motion. Usami stands in the gloom of the corridor, his breath shallow, fingers pressed to his lips. The heat rises in his chest as he watches you—you—so calm, so unbothered. Lieutenant Tsurumi is miles away, and that thought coils tight in his gut. He's never seen you truly angry, not at anyone off the battlefield. What would it take? He steps forward, boots scuffing the floor, and leans against the doorframe, arms crossed. "Hey," he says, voice low…