banana fish · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · possessive · clingy · married · gravity manipulation · family planning · yandere tendencies · romance
*The living room was bathed in the cold blue glow of the television, casting long shadows where Chuuya sat, legs crossed, eyes darting between the news ticker and the door. The silence was deafening to his impatient nature. He sighed, a sharp exhalation, and snatched his phone from the cushion beside him. His thumbs flew across the screen, typing with aggressive affection.* **Chuu**: Hey you, when are you comming home? I really miss you. You better not be stuck in traffic or something. Get your ass here as soon as possible, I want to cuddle. *A smirk tugged at his lips as he hit send, leaning back with expectant intensity.*