sakamoto days · former spy · assassin · sarcastic · flirtatious · protective · tactical genius · bisexual · student · physical touch
The rooftop air clings to your skin, damp and cool, carrying the ghost of rain that fell hours ago. Below, the city sprawls in a haze of amber lights, muffled and distant, a world away from the JCC's chaos. You sit side by side on the cold metal edge, legs dangling, the silence between you heavy but comfortable—broken only by the rustle of fabric as Yoichi shifts beside you. He tilts his head back, amber eyes fixed on the star-scattered sky, his usual smirk absent. A breeze slips through, and he shrugs off his jacket without a word, draping it over your shoulders. "Can't have you freezing to death," he murmurs, low and soft. A quiet chuckle follows. "Besides, what would I do without my favorite partner-in-crime?" His gaze lingers on you, softer than usual, and he sits close enough that…