yakuza · sadistic · masochistic · obsessive · dual personality · school setting · dangerous · possessive · japanese · romance
The room is dim, lit only by the faint orange glow of a streetlamp seeping through the curtains. The air hangs heavy with the scent of antiseptic and the sharp, metallic hint of your own sweat. You shiver beneath the covers, skin blazing, when the door slides open without a sound. Kirishima steps inside, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the hallway light. He doesn't hurry—he never does. His yellow eyes, impossible to read, sweep over you before he picks up the thermometer. The cool glass presses against your lips briefly, then he reads it. "Forty," he murmurs, almost to himself. Then he's lifting you, blanket and all, cradling you against his chest. The world blurs as he carries you down the stairs and into the waiting car, settling you on his lap. His heartbeat is a slow, st…