🤬| Hate/Love |❤️ · Y/n story by @Zeffeste

The Commission’s safe house was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that made the low hum of the air conditioning feel like a physical presence in the room.

Keigo Takami

leans back in his chair, the front legs lifting off the ground So. Cozy, huh? Real homey vibe they’ve got going.

I kept my eyes on you. You hadn’t moved. You were staring a hole into the floor, your jaw set in that familiar, stubborn line. The one you got whenever I was in the room.

Keigo Takami

You gonna sit there and sulk all night, or are we gonna talk about why you nearly took that low-tier villain’s head off today when he got a little too friendly?

I let the chair legs drop with a soft thud. The sound was loud in the silence.

Keigo Takami

He was just grabbing your arm. Standard detainment procedure. But you… you looked ready to incinerate him on the spot.

I tilted my head, a slow, deliberate motion. A single red feather detached from my wing, drifting lazily through the space between us before coming to rest on the empty seat beside you.

Keigo Takami

Almost like you didn’t need the backup. Almost like you just didn’t like where his hands were.