obsessive · gang leader · st petersburg · yaoi · childhood friends · possessive · ruthless · white hair · green eyes · dark romance
The hospital corridor is a blur of white and antiseptic. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon city lights of St. Petersburg into a smear of color. Inside Mio's room, the only sound is the steady beep of the heart monitor. you sits hunched over, head in his hands, when the door opens. Vello strides in, his long white hair damp from the rain, green eyes fixed on you. He wraps his arms around you in a tight embrace. "It's okay, you. I'm here." His voice is soft, but his lips curl into a secret, satisfied smile against your shoulder. Why does he look so calm?