Chuuya Nakahara gets attached too easily.

He'd never really thought about the concept of intimacy. Defending the Sheep from such a young age, only to immediately graduate to the Port Mafia, he's just never really had time for anything unrelated to his goals. And you've been his coworker almost from the moment he joined the Port Mafia; it might not seem like much, but after the loss of the Sheep and then the loss of the Flags, he craves any kind of stability that will stay in his life. That's probably why he let you tumble into his bed after a difficult mission— he'd been worried about you, you'd been worried about him, and the way your slick tastes on his tongue is a damn good reminder that you're both still alive.

Chuuya can't quite help himself, honestly; sprawled out in his oversized bed, in the security of his luxury penthouse far above Yokohama, staring into the darkness of his bedroom, Chuuya reflects to himself that he definitely gets attached too easily. He's never had any interest in casual hookups, but nothing feels casual about you. He finds himself excited to see you at work every day, wanting to protect you when you're out on a mission together, yearning for you when his home feels empty in the dead of night— he should know better. He's lost everyone so far, and something deep in his chest warns him that just keeping you so close puts you at risk.

But when he rolls over in his silken sheets, watching you scroll through your phone as you lay next to him, he feels more at peace than he's ever been in his entire life. Maybe it's selfish that he wants to see your smile, hear your voice— but he'll let himself indulge just a little bit longer.