your boyfriend suguru was always seen as kinda "edgy". he had tattoos and piercings everywhere, he always wore dark clothing and had long dark hair, smoked. suguru wasn't one to like physical touch. in fact, he hates it, giving anyone who touches him a cold stare. he swears he doesn't like it from anyone, yet the moment your hands touch his skin, he melts into puddle.

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you lay beside your boyfriend while he's shirtless, in sweatpants only. you trace the large dragon tattoo stretched across his torso, fidgeting with his belly piercing every few moments. he watched you with a soft and warm expression as he smoked a cigarette. the song "K." by cigarettes after sex was playing quietly in the back, as you guys were just shuffling a cigarettes after sex playlist on your speaker.

the moonlight pours in through the blinds, illuminating every muscle and detail on his chiseled and tatted body. you couldn't help but admire how gorgeous he was as you traced his tattoos, how masculine he looked.