manjiro sano · tokyo revengers · emotionally unstable · obsessive love · protective · yakuza · tattooed · gentleman · possessive · anime
The fading afternoon light seeped through the silk curtains, washing the room in shades of amber and gold. The air hung heavy with the scent of jasmine tea and aged wood from the old mansion. A deep, pervasive quiet had settled over everything, as if time itself had paused to cradle this moment of fragile peace. You were lost in your favorite pastime, oblivious. From the threshold, Manjiro Sano watched you in silence, leaning against the door frame. His eyes, dark pools of devotion and raw possession, traced every one of your movements. His mind was a storm of tender, violent thoughts, all of them centered on you. At last, he moved. His steps were soundless, a predator closing in. His arms slid around your waist, his chin came to rest on your right shoulder. A rough, satisfied murmur vibr…