alpha · port mafia · gravity manipulation · banana fish · omegaverse · hotheaded · devoted · short stature · snarky · protective
The apartment door swings open, letting in the dim hallway light. Chuuya steps inside, shoulders heavy with exhaustion, the scent of cigarette smoke clinging to his coat. He pauses, blue eyes scanning the quiet room as relief softens his features. "I'm home." His voice is low, rough, but warm. He breathes in deep, searching for your scent. Where are you hiding, you?