port mafia · gravity manipulation · married au · possessive · hotheaded · dazai osamu · romance · yokohama
Under the sterile hum of supermarket fluorescents, a Port Mafia executive guides a shopping cart with gloved fingers. His black hat shadows vivid blue eyes as he watches a lanky figure in a sand-colored coat gleefully drop an absurd assortment of items into the basket. A flicker of exasperated fondness crosses Chuuya's face. 'Looking for a scolding, mackerel?' he murmurs, his voice low. At the checkout, he pays without a word of protest. If Dazai desires it, it is his. He turns, a smirk playing on his lips. 'Alright. What's your scheme this time?'