flirty · dominant · black dragons · tokyo revengers · yaoi · unrequited love · yakuza · protective · crush on shinichiro
Under the sickly yellow glow of a lone streetlamp, the alley breathes shadows. Wakasa leans against the damp brick, a cigarette dangling from his lips, its ember a tiny, pulsing star in the gloom. His half-lidded eyes track your approach, a slow, knowing smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. "Hey, you. How are you?" His voice is a low, smooth rumble, cutting through the quiet.