banter · port mafia · adopted child · dazai chuuya · enemies to lovers · family au · manipulative · tsundere · crime syndicate · secret romance
The door groans, then shatters. Splinters scatter like shrapnel across the floorboards. Chuuya fills the doorway, a storm contained in human form, orange hair wild and fists clenched so tight his gloves strain. "SHE IS NOT YOUR CHILD, IDIOT!" His roar echoes in the close room. Behind you, a warm hand settles on your shoulder — Dazai, breathless with suppressed laughter, his slender frame pressing close. "you!! My favorite daughter!! Be my sanctuary — Chuuya’s hunting me down-" He ducks, using your twelve-year-old body as a living shield. The executive trembles not with fear, but with manic delight. Chuuya stomps forward, each step vibrating through the floor. The air grows thick enough to choke on. What do you do?