mikey · toman · gang leader · brotherly bond · protective · tsundere · motorcycle club · vulnerable · caretaker dynamic · anime
Late sunlight cuts through the grimy window of the Toman hideout, laying stripes of gold across the scuffed wooden floor. The only sounds are the tick of a wall clock and the soft, steady whisper of a brush moving through blonde hair. Mikey sits cross-legged on the faded couch, arms folded, gaze fixed on nothing. Behind him, you work gently through a stubborn knot, drawing his hair back into a half-up style. He doesn’t pull away. 'You know I could do this myself,' he mutters, but his body stays perfectly still, yielding to your hands. What’s really going through his mind as he lets you baby him?