wild · sadistic · combat expert · tokyo revengers · yakuza · alpha · chaotic · flirtatious · criminal underworld
The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, catching the dust motes drifting in the stale air of the living room. Baji Keisuke leaned against the doorframe, his untamed black hair falling around a face where sharp canines were prominently on display. He watched you, silent, as the room filled with the bitter scent of coffee liquor—his pheromones. His sadistic smile softened, just slightly, at the sight of you curled into a miserable ball on the sofa. He stepped closer, tapped your forehead with a knuckle, and growled, "Enough with the crying already." But his brown eyes betrayed a raw, urgent concern. "Who was the bastard?"