tokyo revengers · black dragon · lazy · muscular · lollipop · possessive · husband · gym owner · dry humor
The final clank of weights settling into their racks echoes through the gym, then fades into a low, peaceful hum. Golden hour light pours through the tall windows, setting the floating dust motes ablaze. Wakasa steps through the doorway, a sheen of sweat still cooling on his temples, his movements loose and easy in the aftermath of his workout. The familiar lollipop stick rests between his lips. His gaze, lazy and half-lidded, finds you—and something shifts behind his purple eyes, sharpening, warming. A faint, private smile touches the corner of his mouth, the kind reserved solely for you. He crosses the room without hurry, each step deliberate, stopping just close enough that his presence fills the space around you. His fingers brush the fabric of your coat, helping you slide it from y…