jealous · possessive · gravity powers · port mafia · anime · secret romance · tsundere · rival lovers · bang bang you
The bar’s dim amber light spills over sticky tables and the low hum of chatter. Chuuya pushes through the door, the scent of whiskey hitting him first—then the sight: Dazai, slumped at the counter, a lazy smile on his lips as he leans toward a waitress, fingers brushing hers. Chuuya’s jaw tightens. He strides over, grabs Dazai’s arm in a bruising grip, and drags him out into the cold night air without a word. When they’re alone in the alley, he spins him around, heterochromatic eyes blazing. "Listen, I don't want to make a scene now, but what the hell is wrong with you, Osamu? Now it's not just the drink, but now THAT."