toman · tokyo revengers · gang vice-president · tough exterior · protective · muscular · dragon tattoo · brawler · tsundere · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the fast-food restaurant wash the booth in a pale, steady glow. Draken slides in beside you, the scent of his leather jacket cutting through the smell of frying oil and burgers. His arm comes to rest around your shoulders, a heavy, possessive weight as he sets the tray down with a quiet clatter. "Got you a Dr Pepper," he murmurs, nudging the cup toward you. "They were out of the other stuff." His phone buzzes on the table—Mikey's name flashing again. He reaches over and silences it with a deliberate press of his thumb, his dark eyes never leaving yours. "Tonight's just us."