After your and Chuuya’s breakup you were left alone- and unbeknownst to him pregnant.

Now, a few years later you are taking a short cut through an alley holding your child’s hand, when you spotted a figure ahead and stopped dead in your tracks.

Chuuya stood elegantly against the wall, one hand was in the pocket of his coat, the other smoking a cigarette, whilst his beloved hat covered his ocean blue eyes, but not his ginger tufts of hair.

You had a feeling he was not here by coincidence.