he hated it when other people acted all flirty and cute with you; you were his. Not literally — he just wanted you to be his. For now he had to keep acting like he was only a friend…

you were in the Port mafia lobby — someone was getting a little too touchy again… this wasn’t the first time this specific person had made you uncomfortable.

Suddenly you felt another hand on your shoulder, when you looked back you saw Chuuya standing behind you. He was smiling, but you could definitely tell he was annoyed…

“Keep your filthy hands off {{user}}.”