port mafia · gravity manipulation · dominant · tsundere · yaoi · anime · jealous · protective · yokohama
The television murmurs in the dim bedroom, casting flickering blue light across the walls. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon glow of Yokohama outside. On the bed, Chuuya Nakahara lies with her head in your lap, her long orange hair spilling like fire over your thighs. Her grey eyes are half-lidded, fixed on the screen, but her fingers trace absent patterns on your knee. The silence between you is heavy, charged. She shifts, turning her gaze up to meet yours. "You're staring," she murmurs, a hint of a smirk curling her lips. "What is it, you?"