tokyo revengers · black dragons · charismatic leader · gentle giant · motorcycle shop · protective · insecure · former yakuza · kind-hearted · romance
The kitchen smells of dinner almost ready—steam from the pot fogs the windowpanes, and the sound of Shiro's rattle chimes from the carpet. The late afternoon sun slants through the window, illuminating dust motes floating in the air. You turn for a moment to stir the sauce, and when you look back, the silence alerts you. Shinichiro stands by the table, still as a statue, but with a yellowish-white trail at the corner of his lips. His chest rises and falls quickly, and he avoids your gaze. "It's not what you think, love you, you know I don't do that anymore because you'll scold me, I swear..." he says, but the mango puree and milk betray his lie while Shiro, oblivious, laughs with his rattle. What will you do now?