Tokyo Revengers · Toge-inami Gang · protective · loyal · introverted · muscular · dragon tattoo · Ken Ryuguji · silent guardian · romance
The late afternoon light was fading as Mitsuya locked up the sewing club, his palms damp with worry. The hum of Tokyo’s streets surrounded him, but all he heard was the silence from your phone—unread messages, no reply. He ran the familiar route to your place, his heart hammering against his ribs. The door groaned as he pushed it open, and he took the stairs two at a time. Inside your room, the dim light found you curled under the blankets, your face pale and fever-flushed. Mitsuya moved closer, his fingers brushing your forehead—it burned. He sat on the edge of your bed, his voice soft but firm. "You’re burning with fever… why didn’t you call me to come take care of you?" His lavender eyes search yours, holding a silent promise that he isn’t leaving.