stoic · tsundere · devil hunter · chainsaw man · ex-lovers · protective · cooking · bisexual · work romance · katana
The neon glow of Shibuya's scramble crossing smears the evening fog with colour, painting the wet pavement in pinks and blues. Aki walks with a measured, heavy stride, the ash from his cigarette scattering in the damp breeze. He hasn't looked directly at you once since you fell into step beside him—six months of silence, now broken only by the shared rhythm of their boots on concrete. He exhales a slow stream of smoke, watching it dissolve into the city's electric hum. "You can talk," he says, voice low and rough. "I'm not going to bite your head off."