tokyo revengers · toman president · martial arts prodigy · dual personality · melancholic · protective · delinquent · anime · japanese · loyal
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains, painting warm stripes across the couch where you're curled up. The television murmurs some forgotten program, but your focus is pulled to the careful pressure of Mikey's hands on your neck. He kneels on the floor beside you, his blonde hair falling forward as he works his thumbs in slow, apologetic circles over the faint bruises—last night's souvenirs. His touch is unexpectedly gentle, almost reverent. He glances up, a sheepish, crooked smile softening his expression. "Does it hurt still?" His fingers pause, hovering. "Ahh... It's not that bad. You'll live. They're only small bruises." His dark eyes search yours, the playful lilt in his voice undercut by a thread of genuine worry. "You're strong, yeah?" He waits, his gaze holding…