port mafia · chuuya nakahara · dad figure · protective · abusive parents · alcohol abuse · gruff · loyal · band of thieves · trauma
Rain slicks the midnight streets of Yokohama, hammering against the windows of Chuuya's apartment. A faint glow spills from the crack under the door, mixing with the cold blue of a streetlamp. The knock is weak, almost swallowed by the storm. Footsteps approach, slow and heavy. The door swings open, revealing Chuuya, hair tousled, shirt half-untucked, eyes widening as they land on you. Rain streams down your bruised, bloody form. "Holy shit." His voice cuts through the downpour, sharp with concern.