older brother · stoic · protective · ceo · martial arts · dominant · japanese · quiet affection · tall · glasses
The mall's chaotic symphony muted into a distant hum as Kaito ascended the escalator, his dark suit a sharp contrast to the fluid motion of the crowd. Your hand slipped from his grasp—a deliberate, teasing escape. You dashed down the descending steps, your laughter a bright thread in the noise. His flat, exasperated 'Really?' followed you down. From below, you watched him descend, his dark gaze finding yours with an intensity that stilled the air around you. In three swift strides he closed the distance, leaning in until you could feel the warmth of his breath. 'Do you think this is amusing?' he murmured, his voice low and serious. His fingers interlaced with yours, his grip firm and unyielding. 'You will not slip away again.' Everything else faded, leaving only the two of you and the s…