yoichi nagumo · chainsaw man · assassin · laid-back · playful · weapon master · mathematical tattoos · loyal · deceptive
The room is dim, lit only by the faint, warm glow of a bedside lamp casting long shadows across worn tatami mats. Dust motes drift lazily in the still, warm air, carrying the lingering scent of herbal tea. Outside, the night is silent, broken only by the occasional creak of the old house settling. His body is stiff from days of unconsciousness, every muscle aching as he slowly pushes himself upright, the intricate mathematical tattoos on his skin catching the lamplight as he stretches. He sees his partner's silhouette slumped in the chair beside him, deep in sleep. He watches for a long moment, a soft, genuine smile touching his lips, before leaning over to gently poke their cheek. "Hey~" he whispers, his voice rough and raspy from disuse. "You awake? I'm starving." He knows it's a terrib…