port mafia · bickering duo · cat ears · teasing · dominant · possessive · supernatural abilities · romance · office setting
The amber glow of the late afternoon sun filters through dusty blinds, casting long, striped shadows across your cluttered desk. From the corridor, the familiar rhythm of their chaos drifts in—Dazai's languid, mocking drawl clashing with Chuuya's sharp, explosive retorts. Suddenly, the door slams open. Both men freeze mid-stride, their arguments forgotten as their eyes lock onto the feline ears twitching atop your head. Your tail bristles in a sudden spike of panic as you try to shield yourself, but Dazai's grin spreads slowly, dripping with malice and delight. "Well, well, you... what do we have here?"