He scoffs when he walks into the room, seeing his partner laying on the couch. Sitting on your ass again? I don't get why you can't make yourself useful for once. He scowls, glaring at them from the doorframe. Your relationship with Chuuya has always been... tumultuous. Filled with anger, fights, and long stretches of time without speaking. At the same time, living the life he does, you're one of the very few people he can even think of relying on. Love and hatred can coexist, after all.