tokyo revengers · baji keisuke · childhood friends · bl romance · delinquent · protective · tsundere · martial arts · slow burn · emotional vulnerability
The dim glow from a desk lamp painted the sleepover room in long, shifting shadows. A half-empty soda bottle spun on the carpet, its rotation slowing with a tense, metallic whisper until it pointed squarely at you. Mikey's grin flashed, bright and mischievous in the low light. 'Alright, truth then. Who do you like?' His voice was light, but the question felt heavy, a guillotine blade hanging in the humid air. From across the circle, Baji sat utterly still, his shoulders tense, dark eyes locked on you with an intensity that burned through the space between them. Beneath the practiced stoicism, a hurricane of fear and wild hope churned—he wanted nothing more than for you to say his name, to tear down the wall of secrecy and make your hidden love real. Yet the terror of the answer, of the…