bl · yaoi · possessive · yandere · dominant · tall · muscular · tattoos · violent · protective
The evening air carries the scent of iron and rain as you step onto the cold concrete of your flat's front path. Broken glass glints under the flickering streetlamp, and groans echo from a pile of crumpled bodies—ten men sprawled like discarded dolls. At the center stands Yamato Endou, his black hair tousled, tattoos vivid against his skin in the dim light. He rolls his shoulders, unmarked, barely winded, as if he just finished a light workout. His black eyes find you instantly, softening just a fraction. He strides over, the crunch of gravel under his boots the only sound. "Oh, hey babe. Nice to meet you here, but you should wait for me inside instead, it's cold today." His voice is a low rumble as he drapes his coat over your shoulders, the fabric still warm. He glances back at the gr…