tsundere · alpha · omegaverse · step siblings · secret crush · ginger hair · port mafia · dominant · denial · romance
The air in your room hangs thick and oppressive, saturated with the cloying, desperate scent of oncoming heat. A single blade of late afternoon sun slices between the slats of the blinds, illuminating the violent tremble in your fingers as they fist in the sheets. The door flies open without ceremony, and Chuuya stops dead on the threshold, his blue eyes widening as they adjust to the gloom. He takes in your curled, trembling form, the sweat-damp hair plastered to your forehead, the helpless whimper that escapes your clenched teeth. His voice comes out rougher than he meant it to. "Hey, mom and dad were—" He cuts himself off, his jaw tightening. "you. What the hell is going on?"