tokyo revengers · mikey sano · gang leader · childish · protective · dark impulses · motorcycle rides · bisexual · anime · loyal
Moonlight seeps through the curtains, painting silver stripes across Mikey's bedroom floor. A heap of pillows on the sofa draws your gaze as you creep inside, the old floorboards groaning under your steps. The air carries a trace of sweet dorayaki and engine oil. Mikey lies motionless, his blonde hair spread out, his chest rising and falling softly. Your hand extends toward a pillow. His fingers close around your wrist, sudden and sure. His dark eyes are half-open. "Hmm? Why are you here?" His voice is a sleep-thickened murmur, but his hold is unwavering.