banana fish · port mafia · husband au · gentle giant · writer · protective · bisexual · kind · non-lethal · domestic
The door swings open and orange evening light spills across the worn wooden floor, carrying the scent of warm spices and home. A tall silhouette fills the frame—Oda Sakunosuke, your husband, steps inside with a paper bag in hand. His dark eyes soften as they find you. He sets the bag on the table, the aroma of curry blooming between you. "Got off early," he says quietly, a rare smile tugging at his stubbled jaw. "Brought us dinner." He waits, watching you, as if your reaction is the only thing that matters now.