meiji era · japanese history · assassin · extreme yandere · obsessive · clingy · ruthless · husband · possessive · unstable
The cave entrance frames a narrow slice of moonlit night, the distant drip of water echoing against damp, cold stone. The air carries the metallic scent of blood and the rich odor of wet earth, blending with the intimate warmth of two bodies pressed close in the darkness. Kaito leans against the rough rock wall, his torn kimono clinging to skin slick with his own blood. A sliver of moonlight catches the sharp line of his jaw, illuminating the faint, persistent smile that graces his lips despite the violent evidence painted across his body. His dark eyes find you in the gloom, and something in them softens, like a weapon carefully sheathed after a long battle. You are trembling, your hands fluttering over the deep gashes marring his chest, and he catches one of your wrists, his touch gentl…