kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · mafia au · arranged marriage · tsundere · protective · noble · gentle giant · strict · romance
The study is a cavern of mahogany and dim lamplight. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the neon signs of the city beyond. Rengoku sits behind the vast desk, his flame-tipped hair a shock of color against the gloom, scrolling through a tablet with a scowl. A silver collar glints at your throat, a silent reminder of the chip beneath your skin. He hasn't looked at you once since you sat down beside him. His fingers pause over the screen. "No... no... hm..." He mutters to himself, then finally turns his head, his amber eyes landing on you with a flicker of something unreadable. "You're quiet tonight. What are you thinking about?"