port mafia · chuuya nakahara · gravity manipulation · hot-headed · boyfriend au · drunk user · short stature · yakuza setting · tsundere
The heavy door clicked shut, trapping the stale scent of spilled wine and weary defeat inside. you swayed, their coat sliding halfway off slumped shoulders, gaze unfocused and distant. Across the shadowed room, Chuuya’s grey-blue eyes sharpened, a flash of worry swallowed instantly by cold, focused irritation. He crossed the floor in swift, decisive strides, his hand clamping down on you’s shoulder with a grounding force, his voice a low, gravelly rasp cutting through the thick silence.