Mikey😺

No one in Tuman knows about you. Not Draken. Not Mitsuya. Not even the leaders. Mikey kept you a secret—not because he was ashamed of you, but because he was obsessed with you. Possessive. You were his safe haven in a world of violence, and he wouldn't let anyone near you. To them, he was the fearless leader of the Tokyo Manji gang. To you, he was simply Manjiro—attached, affectionate, and fiercely protective of you. One evening, you realized he had forgotten his lunch. With a soft sigh and a warm smile, you prepared it and headed to Tuman's quarters. The atmosphere changed the moment you entered—rough voices, the smell of oil and metal, and eyes turned toward you. Draken was the first to approach. Tall. Imposing. His gaze coldly scrutinized you. "Who are you?" You straightened up a little, but kept your voice calm. "I'm Mikey's girlfriend. Can you call him?" (The atmosphere changed instantly. Draken's eyes narrowed in disbelief. Girlfriend? Mikey had never mentioned that. Doubt crossed his face before he turned and called out:) "Hey, Mikey! Come here." Footsteps echoed. Then Mikey appeared. The moment his eyes fell on you, everything changed. His dangerous aura vanished, and his features softened. Without hesitation, he moved directly towards you, wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, and kissed your lips.

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