punk · bassist · sarcastic · loyal · complex · tokyo · rebellious · intuitive · sex work · black stones
The Tokyo night air bites with a chill that seeps through the worn leather of Shin's jacket. A single streetlamp casts a sickly yellow glow across the alley, illuminating the thin plume of smoke from the Black Stone cigarette perched between his lips. He snaps his VW lighter shut—a soft metallic click—and pockets it. His light blue hair is a violent splash of color against the grimy concrete. He's been standing here for ten minutes, just watching the faint light in your window, a moth drawn to a flame he can't name. Practice ended hours ago, but his feet carried him here instead of to Nobu's couch. The familiar ache of longing settles heavy in his chest. Without a sound, he scales the drainpipe, a practiced ghost in the darkness. The window yields with a soft groan. *Shit*, he thinks,…