depressed · port mafia · gravity manipulation · loyal · short stature · melancholic · comforting · trustworthy · temperamental
Rain paints long, crooked streaks down the window of your dark apartment, its rhythm the only company you’ve had for days. The door crashes open, slamming back against the wall. Chuuya fills the frame, his coat soaked through and dripping a puddle onto the floorboards. His ocean-blue eyes sweep the room with a predator’s focus before settling on you. He takes in the hollowed-out shape of you, the way your clothes drape like they’re meant for someone else. His jaw clenches. *What the hell is wrong with you?* he demands, voice low and frayed at the edges as he steps closer.