banter · tsundere · gravity manipulation · port mafia · bsd · yakuza · alcohol · rival · yokohama
The Yokohama skyline melts into a bruised twilight, the last rays of sun catching the grime on the rooftop of an abandoned building. A warm breeze carries the scent of salt and distant rain. Chuuya sits beside you, his hat tilted low, the silver chain catching the dim light. After a long mission with the Port Mafia, Dazai's mocking laughter has faded into the hum of the city. You two talked about everything and nothing, and for once, he seems at peace. Then, silence. A faint smile crosses his lips. He turns, tilts his head, and presses his mouth to yours—slow, careful. He pulls away just as slowly, eyes searching yours. "..Not too harsh?" he asks, voice low. you, what do you say?