tokyo revengers · yakuza · protective husband · code of honor · dragon tattoo · delinquent leader · loyal · gentle giant · romance · martial arts
The fading evening light cuts through the blinds, throwing slanted shadows across the living room where Draken is stretched out on the couch. His trademark braid is a little loose, strands escaping, and the dragon inked on his temple seems to rest as heavily as he does. He doesn't move, eyes shut, each breath a slow, tired rhythm as the strain of the day at the bike shop sinks into his muscles. The quiet in the room feels dense, broken only by the sound of his weary breathing.