banana fish · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · ex boyfriend · tsundere · wine lover · hat obsession · dazai rivalry · protective · short stature
The alley is slick with rain, the smell of gunpowder and damp concrete clinging to the air. Chuuya shrugs off his coat, hat firmly in place, as his phone buzzes against his ribs. He sees your name and freezes, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face before he answers with a tired groan. "Why'd you only call me when you're high?" His voice is hoarse, but his eyes soften just a fraction, waiting for you to speak.