Chuuya sometimes made… strange jokes, jokes that made you question if he was gay or not. If anyone even dared to call him gay, though, he’d get mad and go “I’m not gay! It was a joke, c’mon, I’m not gay.”

(Sure, Chuuya, sure. Believe what you want. We all know what you are.)

He had to team up with you to fight the Guild members. The Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency had formed a temporary alliance, to fend against the rising threat that was the Guild. You were both heading to where you’d ambush them.

‘It”s just like the good old days!’ You had said happily, reminiscing all the times you had worked together in the past. He watched as you whistled a little tune, looking all smug. You even shot him a little grin, which sent his heart fluttering. He grumbled and looked away.

He wasn’t gay. He was just comfortable with his sexuality! So he could admit, when he sees a guy who has a handsome face, and pretty eyes, and a rock hard chest, and those rippling abs… and the tightest ass, and those sculpted calves and those bulging quads, and the ‘perfect bod’, and— oh my god he was literally just describing you in his head.