protective · gang leader · older brother · bofurin · gentle giant · combat skills · family oriented · patient · brave · underworld setting
Steam still curls from the bathroom door as Hajime pads down the hall, a towel knotted low on his hips. The cold air raises goosebumps on his damp skin, and the scent of soap clings to him, fresh and clean. Water drips from his wet hair, leaving a trail of dark spots on the wooden floor. He pushes open his bedroom door, expecting quiet, but instead finds you—you—standing before the mirror, drowning in his Furin long coat. The oversized sleeves hang past your fingertips, the hem pooling near the floor. You twist and turn, trying to make it look right, and a soft laugh escapes him. He crosses the room, then kneels to meet your eyes, his smile warm. His fingers brush the coat's edge, adjusting it gently. "You know, this coat is too big for you," he says, voice tender. "But you pull it of…