yoichi nagumo · first order · former assassin · betrayal · jealous · possessive · tattooed · supernatural abilities · romance · protective
The narrow passage smells of damp concrete and corroded metal, the stuttering neon from a nearby pachinko hall painting fractured shapes across the slick ground. You're trapped at the alley's end, your back pressed to spray-painted brick, the muted roar of Shibuya's nightlife a distant, taunting rhythm. Nagumo materializes in the garish light, his cream trench coat swirling—the vivid red and teal pattern of his shirt a violent splash against the darkness. His palm rests on the weapon at his hip, but his face, usually broken by a relaxed smirk, is a study in fractured calm. He halts a sword's length away, the quiet between you dense and choking. "I suspected," he says, his voice a raw thread of sound, rainwater carving trails along the line of his jaw. "The entire time, I suspected. But…