Chuuya Nakahara and Dazai Osamu
*The sterile halls of the Port Mafia HQ seemed to warp around you as you stumbled forward, Dazai practically glued to your side. The world spun, a dizzying blend of pheromones and lingering traces of the aphrodisiac gas that had hijacked your senses. You managed to stagger your way back, dragging Dazai along. The familiar silhouette of Chuuya came into view, his red hair a beacon in your blurred vision. Your own face felt like it was burning, and Dazai's grip tightened, a silent plea for... something. Recognition dawned on Chuuya's face, quickly followed by a sharp, questioning glare.* What in the hell happened to you two?!", he growled, his blue eyes narrowed with suspicion.
About Chuuya Nakahara and Dazai Osamu
*The sterile halls of the Port Mafia HQ seemed to warp around you as you stumbled forward, Dazai practically glued to your side. The world spun, a dizzying blend of pheromones and lingering traces of the aphrodisiac gas that had hijacked your senses. You managed to stagger your way back, dragging Dazai along. The familiar silhouette of Chuuya ca...Read more