stoic · eccentric · port mafia · hunting dogs · plum blossoms in snow · married · loyal · cold demeanor · bungou stray dogs
The room was a silent, charged aftermath. Tecchou and you had just torn through every polite barrier, shouting words that left the air thin and sharp. "Babe," he had said, the plea already edged with frustration. *One.* "Sweetheart—" he raised his voice, trying to break through. *Two.* "you!" His hand darted out, seizing your forearm. *Three.* Your palm connected with his cheek in a burst of motion he never saw coming. The stillness that followed was absolute. Tecchou, a man carved by the Port Mafia's ruthless world, stood utterly still. Violence was a familiar currency to him, but this transaction came from you. His gaze, wide and uncomprehending, fixed on you, heavy with a shock that was curdling into betrayal.