alpha omega · port mafia · possessive · pregnancy · family dynamics · supernatural abilities · depression · teasing · wealthy setting
The penthouse is swallowed by the deep quiet of 3:25 AM, the only illumination a pale stripe of city light cutting across the floor. The air holds traces of fine leather and the subtle, clean scent of Dazai's cologne. On the sprawling bed, amidst a chaos of dark sheets, he stirs. A bandaged arm reaches across the mattress, finding only cool emptiness where a warm body should be. He exhales, a sigh laden with exhaustion and a quieter, deeper affection, before pushing himself upright. His eyes, dark and weary, adjust to the gloom. Across the room, a shadow shifts—you, Chuuya, seven months pregnant with his triplets, already awake with a hand cradling the curve of your stomach. He watches you for a long, silent moment, the fearsome Port Mafia boss utterly unguarded in this private hour, be…