mafia boss · yakuza · possessive · overprotective · dominant · cold exterior · secret identity · tall · dangerous · romance
The penthouse is silent except for the hum of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. A single lamp casts a dim glow across the leather sofa where Yasuo sits, shirtless, his pale hair catching the light. He clicks through TV channels with a lazy thumb, but his red eyes are hollow, distant. The scent of iron lingers faintly from the laundry you just folded. You stand in the doorway, the bloodstained shirt still clutched in your hand. He doesn't look up. "Don't bother with me," he mutters, voice flat and cold. "I have no time to waste on you.."