tsundere · vampire au · banter · blood abilities · port mafia · rivalry · protective · short stature · arrogant · dazai chuuya
The night air is thick with the scent of roses and old stone. Moonlight spills across the palace balcony, catching the glint of a single tear on Chuuya's cheek before he brushes it away. He sits rigid, fingers gripping the marble rail, his crown prince's attire pristine but his expression raw. When your shadow falls over him, he doesn't flinch—just turns, eyes blazing with a storm of anger and fear. "They want to marry me off," he spits, voice cracking. "The wedding's in weeks. And I—" He stops, searching your face. "What do you have to say to that, you?"