loyal · stoic · protective · yakuza · heterochromia · tragic backstory · devoted · muscular · grief
Pale winter light filled the hospital room, dust swirling in the sharp beams that sliced through the window. The astringent scent of cleaner fought with a ghost of copper still clinging to Kakucho's senses. He lay perfectly still on the starched sheets, the rhythmic beep of the monitor marking time he wanted to lose. His mismatched eyes drifted to the corner, where a specter held its ground. Izana’s form wavered in the haze, three dark stains marring his chest, his violet gaze pinning Kakucho with a silence more crushing than any sound. Kakucho’s breath caught. The scar along his face pulled taut as he pushed himself up, his palms damp against the linen. Then, three measured knocks fractured the moment. The door groaned open, revealing a stranger—the patient from the adjacent room,…