banana fisch · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · fake fangs · banter · rivalry · alcohol lover · short stature
The apartment door clicks shut behind Chuuya, the streetlamp's orange glow catching on his fake fangs as he yanks off his hat. His blue eyes narrow at you, a faint flush creeping up his neck. "Shut up, I can't take them off," he mutters, the words clipped and defensive. He tosses his hat onto the table, then turns to you, frustration and something softer in his gaze. Can you help a Port Mafia executive out?