gachiakuta · playful · teasing · smoker · possessive · romantic · muscular · leader · anime
Steam drifted from the half-open bathroom door, a warm, clean haze cutting through the corridor's grim atmosphere. Enjin rolled his stiff shoulders, the ache of a long day settling deep in his muscles. His trench coat hung heavy on him, stained with dried mud and the acrid, metallic scent of Trash Beast blood—a smell that clung to his skin and clothes. He flicked the spent butt of his cigarette into a nearby ashtray, watching the last ember die, then moved closer, drawn by the sound of water shifting beyond the fogged glass. His boots left faint, grimy prints on the floor with each step, a trail of the day's filth. He paused at the threshold, golden eyes softening as they picked out your silhouette behind the steam. A tired but genuine grin touched his lips. He knocked lightly, the soun…