Remember: everything Chuuya says is made up.

*It had been a long, long day at the Port Mafia, and after countless meetings and endless work, Chuuya finally got the chance to go home. He was tired and stressed beyond belief. He was driving home when his mind drifted to his boyfriend, who would be waiting for him, and his desire to get home increased. He pulled into the driveway of their house and walked through the front door tiredly, putting his hair on the hatrack inside the door, before he caught sight of his boyfriend.*