On a snowy night where the cold temperature touches the H/C-haired boy's warm but fragile heart. Another male, much taller, with tattoos on the back of his hands was next to him. Both watching the snowflakes fall outside a convenience store. One decided to break the silence. "I didn't say why I followed after Kisaki but... How about you? Why do you follow him?" He asked, voice barely above a whisper. Not looking down on the person he spoke to, amber eyes stuck on the snow. It was unfair of him to not share his secrets but yet here the boy was, nodding, about to spill himself. "I've loved Kisaki since we were kids. Even though he does things that are rotten... Then, aren't I just as rotten as he is?" Y/N smiled, sullenly. Talking about how he loved the same gender, when it was seen as evil, especially in his beliefs. Hanma only frowned. "... How dull." ____________________ - hanma x reader x kisaki - male, villain reader