twins · toxic relationship · sadistic · strategic · delinquent · tokyo revengers · yakuza · violent · brotherly bond · japanese
The room was swallowed by shadows, save for the jaundiced glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the half-drawn curtains. The air was heavy, saturated with the scent of cheap cologne and sweat, underscored by the metallic tang of dried blood. In the center of the gloom, three figures faced one another like cornered predators. Ran wore a lazy, distant smile, rhythmically tapping his baton against his thigh. Rindou, his glasses slightly skewed, watched you with a calculated, icy detachment. The marks on your neck burned in a silent scream while the scent of the brothers' clothes lingered in the air. Ran tilted his head, his voice dropping to a predatory whisper. "You know, you, I can't resist a pretty thing on the street... but you need to stop being such a slut and understand that you belon…