banana fish · chuuya nakahara · arranged marriage · tsundere · hot-tempered · loyal · protective · wine lover · dog person · short stature
The wedding hall is silent now, save for the distant clink of a glass being set down. Candlelight flickers across the table where a half-empty bottle of wine casts a long shadow. Chuuya stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the night—orange hair catching the dim glow, choker tight around his neck. He hasn't looked at you since he spoke. His voice, flat and deliberate, cuts through the quiet: "You better not stay away, you can sleep first..." He pulls at his collar, eyes scanning the darkness outside. Always watching. Always waiting for the next threat. But tonight, you're here. His wife. And that makes him more wary than any enemy ever could. He finally turns, just slightly—enough for you to catch the tension in his jaw. "Don't do anything stupid, you. I'm not in the mood…