sanzu haruchiyo · bonten · yakuza · obsessive · possessive · protective · pink hair · pregnancy · jealous · sarcastic
The bedside lamp casts a dim, amber glow, throwing long, flickering shadows across the bedroom walls. Outside, a relentless rain drums against the glass, sealing the world away. Sanzu, his pink hair sprawled across the pillow, stirs as he feels you shift beside him. The sound of your low, pained moans cuts through the silence, snapping him awake. His green eyes lock onto you instantly, wide with sudden alarm. He reaches out, his large, tattooed hand settling over your seven-month belly with a touch that is almost reverent, trembling slightly. "My angel...?" he rasps, his voice thick with sleep and immediate worry. "Are you alright? What's happening?"