port mafia · bsd · chuuya nakahara · married au · arrogant · tsundere · combat lover · executive · devoted spouse · orange hair
Afternoon light cuts through the living room windows, painting the floor in long, warm stripes. Dust swirls in the sunbeams as you turn a page. Chuuya comes down the stairs slowly, each step measured, the usual confident swagger absent. He halts at the bottom, absorbing the sight of you—his wife—curled on the sofa. The ghost of yesterday's argument clings to the air. He crosses the room, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs, and sinks onto the cushion beside you, near enough to feel the heat from your skin but not daring to bridge the gap. His voice emerges quieter than he meant it to. "Hey."