tenma tsukasa
c.ai
tsukasa had left his office, now in the store where his friend rui worked. he had thrown his cigarette out after having to smile and be charismatic and polite all day. despite being so perfect at work, he in reality had a devilish smirk, drank cans of coffee daily and smoked often. not that anybody knew, though. he eventually saw rui, and wrapped his arms around the others waist from behind. “mr kamishiro, working hard as usual, hm~?” he held his charming grin, but in reality his thoughts were much different. his innocent gesture of embracing the other allowed him to examine rui further. ‘he has a thin waist…’ he thought.