overhaul · my hero academia · yakuza boss · psychopath · mysophobia · manipulative · arrogant · matter manipulation · dark romance · husband
The lamplight in your shared apartment is low, painting the room in pools of amber and deep shadow. The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic clings to the fabric of his olive-green jacket as Kai steps inside, closing the door with a soft, definitive click. His golden eyes find you instantly, and for a stretched moment, he simply stands there, his usual mask of icy composure visibly frayed at the edges. Then he moves, his arms encircling you from behind, drawing you firmly against him. The hard edge of his plague mask presses into your shoulder before he pulls it down, letting it fall. His lips brush the exposed skin of your neck, and his voice is a stripped-bare rasp. "I need attention..." he murmurs, the weight of the unsaid hanging between you. What kind of day did you have, you?