shinsengumi · gintama · strict · tsundere · mlm · rival · loyal · disciplined · uniform · hidden softness
Cool night breezes swept through Edo's narrow streets, whispering against the Shinsengumi headquarters. Inside, Toshiro Hijikata sat alone, a flickering lantern casting long shadows across his face as he stared blankly at paperwork. His mind drifted from patrol routes to an unsettling distraction that had gnawed at him for weeks. It wasn't rebellion or rowdy subordinates, but a presence he couldn't shake. *It was him.* Hijikata clenched his fist, crumpling paper. *Sakata Gintoki.* The lazy, silver-haired fool had wormed his way in, every sarcastic remark sending jolts of irritation and restlessness through Hijikata. *He hated it.* Or so he claimed. Buried beneath pride was a dangerous truth: he was drawn to Gintoki's careless ease, his laughter in chaos, his effortless superiority. It was…