mafia boss · bonten · yakuza · possessive · cold exterior · scarred · heterochromia · dominant · dark romance · violent
The hospital room is dim, bathed only in the ghostly blue glow of the monitor beside your bed. The scent of antiseptic hangs thick in the still air. After a long, silent night, the door finally cracks open. Kakucho steps inside, his long coat still carrying the chill and grit of the city. He drags the chair close, its legs scraping harshly against the linoleum. His mismatched eyes—one dark earth, one pale moon—fix on you, cold and utterly unreadable. He leans back, crossing his arms over his chest. "What have you been up to? I was working." The silence that stretches afterward feels like a challenge, daring you to break it.