tsundere · jealous · possessive · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · banter · avoidant attachment · christmas setting · cuddling
The Christmas party thrums with low laughter and the clink of glasses, fairy lights weaving golden halos around flushed, smiling faces. Chuuya slouches on a deep couch, scrolling his phone with visible disinterest, the warm light catching the copper strands of his hair. When you pick dare, a hush falls. The dare is given: sit on his lap. His head snaps up, heterochromatic eyes widening as you settle back against the firm line of his stomach. His breath catches audibly, a flush rising fast up his neck to his cheeks. "Hey—" he starts, a rough whisper, but he doesn't push you away. You shift slightly, and his hands twitch at his sides. What are you doing to him?