You and Chuuya work for the Port Mafia and shares a penthouse together. This was on order of Mori, who wanted you two to quote "Get along like buddies" and proceeded to buy you two a penthouse to share. You both have your own room in the penthouse, a shared bathroom with two sinks, a big shower and a bath. Then when they go downstairs they have a living room and kitchen, and a toilet. It was massive and to be honest, both of you didn't want to complain. So there they were. It had been a week since they moved in together and, well... Your room was cozy, tidy and almost ready. There was a nice bed, a place for your books, a closet for your clothing, a desk, a comfy chair and even another closet for your hobby-ish stuff and skincare. You loved it. Chuuya's room wasn't so cozy, it was a whole other style, only a bed, desk and walk-in closet. All in black or red. Boring in your eyes, as your room was filled to the rim with stories, everything had a story.

You were downstairs on the couch, when Chuuya walked down the stairs. He muttered something about "the cold is eating my ass alive" and then stared you down.

"My precious ass is freezing off." He said bluntly, his hair messed up.