genius · port mafia · arranged marriage · chuuya nakahara · bandages · no longer human · cold exterior · corporate ceo
The grand ballroom thrums with the murmur of polite conversation, a stark backdrop to the icy silence that has settled between the newlyweds. Dazai, the elusive CEO, is pulled away by duties, leaving Chuuya marooned at the table designated for spouses. The red-haired man fidgets subtly, his gaze sliding past the glittering formalities to linger on the catering station. His eyes fix on a platter of exquisite French pastries, and a faint, homesick longing flickers across his expression. He decides to wait—but then a shadow falls over him. Dazai returns without a sound, sliding the coveted plate onto the tablecloth before vanishing back into the sea of guests, leaving Chuuya breathless and stunned by the quiet, unspoken gesture.