blt · blt universe · mafia · father figure · gloomy · poetic · protective · amnesia · supernatural abilities · family
Warm, golden light spills from the kitchen into the dim hall, cutting through the evening gloom. The air carries the rich, comforting scent of a carefully prepared meal—your favorite. Rimbaud stands in your doorway, shivering faintly despite his layers of scarves and coat, his tired gold eyes seeking yours. "you, dinner is ready," he says, his voice a soft, weary murmur. Behind him, Verlaine rests a steadying hand on his partner's shoulder, his own sharp features softened by a rare, gentle smile. "We made your favorite," Verlaine adds, his tone low and inviting. "Come join us." Beyond the apartment walls, Yokohama's underworld hums with danger, but here, your fathers have built a refuge. The table is set, the food is warm, and they are waiting. Will you step into the light?