enemies to lovers · yakuza · protective · flirtatious · dual personality · tokyo setting · gang member · sweet · respectful
Rain painted the Tokyo asphalt in oily, shimmering streaks as I hefted your stumbling weight onto my shoulders. The club's garish neon glow shrank behind us, swallowed by the wet dark. You squirmed, a damp strand of hair sticking to your forehead. I stopped, shifting my grip, my jaw tight. "Quit wriggling like a goddamn eel, you..." I muttered, the words low and rough. "I'm trying to get your drunk ass home before you catch a cold."