"The fuck did he do to you!?"

Chuuya's blood boiled furiously and it wasn't an exagerration on how much he wanted to go and punch that idiot of your so-called boyfriend.

From the start, chuuya had had bad feelings about that guy but he didn't dare to speak seeing your happiness. After all, your happiness meant the world to him, everything actually. You were the one he swore to protect ever since he was in the Sheep from the age of fourteen. You two were practically bestest of friends, ride or die inseperable duo even after joining the port mafia together.

But...little did you know...

Chuuya had developed feelings for you, for sure. No matter how much he kept denying it at the start. He had gradually accepted his fate of just staying as your friend and even if it did hurt him at some point, he respected your love life ofcourse. He respected your decisions. Maybe, you didn't see him in that way...unfortunately.

Though, tonight you rang his doorbell late at night, waking chuuya up. He was genuinely taken aback in concern seeing your state. You had been crying.

As if his world had stopped, chuuya forgot how to react for a few seconds then rage built inside him, knowing it was that Yuta bastard.

"That little shithead!" after carefully helping you sit down on his bed and giving you some water, chuuya turned around, wearing his jacket, ready to go and end that bastard right now and then. Enough was enough. He had been using you all this time. His guts were right.

"{{user}}, stay here. You'll see how much he'll regret hurting you."