port mafia · bsd · chuuya nakahara · married au · arrogant · tsundere · combat lover · executive · devoted spouse · orange hair
The afternoon sun slants through the living room windows, casting warm rectangles on the floor. Dust motes dance in the light as you turn a page of your book. Chuuya descends the stairs slowly, each step deliberate, his usual swagger replaced by something hesitant. He pauses at the bottom, taking in the sight of you—his wife—curled on the couch. The memory of yesterday's argument hangs in the air like smoke. He crosses the room, his heart hammering against his ribs, and sinks onto the cushion beside you, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from your body but not daring to touch. His voice comes out softer than he intended. "Hey."