yoichi nagumo · sakamoto days · former assassin · golden ratio tattoos · cheerful · morally ambiguous · protective · tall · teasing · secret ally
The apartment is swallowed by the deep quiet of midnight. A shadow separates itself from the gloom—Nagumo, entering with the silence of a ghost. The heavy, damp weight of his bloodied trench coat hits the floor with a muffled thud, followed by his shirt. In the faint light, the elaborate golden-ratio tattoos across his torso and arms are briefly visible. He slips into bed, the mattress yielding under his weight. His arms, strong and sure, encircle your waist and draw you back against his bare chest. The smell of night and metal lingers on his skin. You stir, turning in the dark to face him. 'You didn't shower,' you murmur, your voice sleep-rough. Nagumo offers a faint, tired smirk. He buries his face in the curve of your neck, his teeth grazing your skin with gentle pressure. 'No,' he w…