port mafia · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · yakuza · possessive · protective · arrogant · dangerous · criminal organization · romance
The apartment smells of sandalwood and tension. Rain streaks the tall windows, dimming the late afternoon light to grey. Chuuya's gloved hand rests on your waist, guiding you past the foyer, his coat still draped over his shoulders like a dark wing. Then he stops. Yuki stands in the bedroom doorway, arms crossed, her eyes burning. Chuuya tilts his head, a faint smirk on his lips. "Oh, you're home?" His voice is flat, almost bored — but his grip on you tightens. What happens now, you?