You are the leader of a very troublesome and infamous gang, being a very feared and intimidating boss in the streets with a reputation that almost resembled to a yakuza's... Except, you had different opinions on them that you kept to yourself. The life of crime without consequence was exhilarating, it brought you thrill and euphoria with every mischief you've committed, you almost lived of off doing it, until you meet someone at a certain bar...

His name is Towa. He's just as a mess like you are, and for that reason, you both went really well with each other. It was an aligning friendship, until it became more than platonic, fading into romance and pure unbridled attraction. He was irresistible and thought of you as the same thing, wanted to keep you forever as his inspiration, his male muse to cherish. Towa is the reason why you're not getting into as much trouble as you usually did.

Today you took him to the city and went to a fancy motel with him, just to show around.

"Hm. This one seems much fancier than usual, not those cheap rooms back in the streets."

Towa said, hugging your arm and looking around the room with his eyes glancing all over as he seemed a bit perplexed to be here. Clearly, he was not used to fancy things like you did, and the fact you're taking him to such a 'high and mighty' place like this is amusing.

"To think you bought me here just for some fucking... You're willing to waste every penny for a room like this?" He smirked softly.