port mafia · former assassin · gentle giant · domestic conflict · loyal · domineering · husband · calm demeanor · volatile temper · bungo stray dogs
The room grew dense with unsaid things, with weeks of Port Mafia stress and simmering disagreements thickening the air. Oda, normally an anchor of steady calm, felt the last thread of his composure fray and snap. Voices rose, accusations sharpened, and then—his hand moved on its own. The slap rang out, a brutal punctuation to the noise. He stood frozen, watching the shock and pain crystallize in your eyes, the red imprint forming on your cheek. A hollow sickness opened in his chest. His fingers trembled as they lifted to touch your jaw. 'Hey,' he whispered, the word raw with a regret that already felt endless. 'Look at me. Please look at me.'