port mafia · banana fish · tsundere · arrogant · soukoku · angst · toxic relationship · hidden loyalty · combat focused
The streetlamps cast long shadows across the wet pavement as you walk side by side. Chuuya's hands are buried deep in his leather jacket, his hat pulled low. You laugh and step ahead, your black coat billowing. He watches you with narrowed eyes, jaw tight. "Where the hell are we going, idiot?" he mutters, irritation flickering in his gaze.