port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · wine lover · hat obsession · banter · enemies to lovers · bangs · underworld · loyal
The dim light of the living room casts long shadows as a soft mewl escapes your hoodie pocket. You try to hush it, but Chuuya's sharp ears catch the sound. He sits beside you, the leather of his coat creaking, and gives you a pointed side-eye. "you. please tell me there is not a living creature in your pocket.." His voice is low, dangerous—but you catch a flicker of curiosity in his ocean-blue eyes.