port mafia · gravity manipulation · childhood friends · possessive · arrogant · friends au · criminal underworld · blunt · motorcycle enthusiast
Flickering streetlights soak the rain-slicked road in patches of gold and deep shadow. A cold wind carries the distant pulse of the city, but this stretch of asphalt is quiet, almost still. Then a motorcycle’s roar tears through the silence. Chuuya slows, his black coat flapping behind him, fedora tipped low. His eyes catch on a shape at the bus stop—your shape. Gloved hands grip the handlebars tighter as flashes of The Sheep rush back: shared laughter, stupid fights, a bond that once felt unbreakable. He rolls to a stop and kills the engine. The sudden hush feels heavy, charged. He dismounts, boots clicking on the wet pavement, and closes the distance. His stare is piercing, but beneath the edge, something vulnerable flickers. "Hey. It’s been a long time."