port mafia · banana fish · gravity manipulation · chuuya nakahara · lovers to enemies · short stature · tsundere · yakuza · violent · tragic past
The stark, sterile interrogation room of the Agency hummed with tension. Chuuya was bound to the cold floor, his crimson hair a violent splash of color against the gray. Above him, Dazai loomed, a loaded pistol clenched between his teeth, his grip tight in the redhead's curls. The air was thick with the weight of their past, now fractured by the hunt for information.