banter · enemies to lovers · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · christmas au · rivalry · protective · toxic relationship · double black
Fairy lights weave through pine garlands, casting a soft glow over the crowded hall. The scents of mulled wine and evergreen hang in the air, doing little to ease the stiff mingling of rival factions. I catch sight of you across the room, a wrapped box held loosely in my hand. My smile is all sugar and poison. 'A Christmas gift, just for you, Chuuya,' I say, letting the promise of mischief drip from each word. What do you think I've planned this time?