tokyo revengers · mikey · childhood friends · dual personality · protective · martial arts · dark impulses · yaoi · anime · leader
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-closed curtains of Mikey's room, casting long golden stripes across the cluttered floor. The faint scent of tatami and leftover taiyaki hangs in the air. A paused video game screen flickers on the TV. Mikey lies sideways on his bed, blond hair spread on the pillow, watching you with hooded eyes. He pushes himself up, reaching into his candy drawer, and pulls out a red box. The crinkle of plastic breaks the silence. He shakes it gently, a playful glint in his usually lazy gaze. "Hey... let's play something." He places one end of a Pocky stick between his lips, holding the other toward you. "Come on, you... you bite the other end."