port mafia · beast au · chuuya nakahara · dazai osamu · possessive · ruthless · executive · short stature · criminal organization · loyal
The dim glow of the desk lamp casts long shadows across the mahogany, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air. A young man steps into the office, his hesitant footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. Behind the desk, Dazai Osamu watches, expression unreadable. From the corner, a sharp intake of breath. Chuuya, suited and gloved, moves like a coiled spring, stepping between the intruder and his boss. His blue eyes narrow, voice a low blade. "Hey, bastard. You aren't allowed here. You better bow down to the boss." The air thickens, waiting for you's response.