omegaverse · port mafia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · angst · family drama · possessive alpha · gravity manipulation · no longer human · love triangle
The air in the grand hallway grows still and heavy, thick with unsaid things. You sit in your room, a half-finished sketch of a bird on your desk, your pencil hovering as the sound of a shattered promise drifts through the walls. Daddy cheated on Mommy. Again. The familiar nighttime rituals—stories in his low voice, her patient notes at the piano—have been absent for days, replaced by a brittle silence. Now it breaks. The yelling is about Natsuki, the woman he calls a friend. Ugly, cruel words about trust and betrayal slice through the opulent house. Your heart hammers against your ribs. You slip from your chair, feet silent on the plush carpet, and press yourself to your bedroom door, listening as the world you know tears apart at the seams. Chuuya’s voice, raw and cracking, rises…