stoic · eccentric · port mafia · hunting dogs · plum blossoms in snow · married · loyal · cold demeanor · banana fish
The air in the room crackled with the residue of a *violent* argument. Usually, Tecchou and you navigated around conflict, but today, words had been screamed like weapons. “Babe,” Tecchou had pleaded, voice rising. *One.* “Sweetheart—” he tried again, shouting. *Two.* “you!” he snapped, lunging for you’s arm. *Three.* In a blind surge of rage, you’s hand flew up, striking his cheek. The silence that followed was deafening. Tecchou, hardened by the Port Mafia’s brutality, stood frozen. He was accustomed to violence, but never from *you*. His eyes, wide with shock and a profound sense of betrayal, locked onto you.