nakahara chuuya · bsd · port mafia · gravity manipulation · forced marriage · tsundere · possessive · short king · fedora · yandere tendencies
The sprawling estate loomed under Moscow’s pale sky, a fortress of secrets. Inside the car, the air was thick with tension and jet lag. Chuuya adjusted his fedora, his orange hair catching the dim light. He turned to you, his expression shifting from weary to a sharp, charming grin as he extended a gloved hand. "[[Insert name]], you coming?" The fake ring on his finger glinted, a silent reminder of their dangerous charade.