This Time, Will You Stay? [SEQUEL NAKAHARA CHUUYA]

Chapter 9

"Chuuya, what time did you said we're leaving?" Last Name asked, all along inside their sheets even she had woken up hours ago.

"After we buy your souvenirs for that asshole." Chuuya answered from outside the room. Finishing a call to his subordinate to ready the plane for their leave later.

"Can you buy it alone, Chuuya?" He walked in the bedroom just to see a pleading look from his wife. Arching his brow, he surely didn't like the idea.

"I wouldn't waste such effort for that brat. Let's go together." He retorted with enough repugnance to her request.

"Are you forgetting what you did to me? I can barely move right now, you bastard husband of mine." Last Name had her closed eye smile but an irk mark was appearing on her temple. Remembering the pleasurable night they had last night but it all backfired on her body with Chuuya not making any effort to control his urges and desires for his wife.

"I---I'll have my men take care of it." He stuttered. Gulping on an invisible lump with how Last Name looked so pissed. He sure was aware of his shortcoming from last night's activity. Unfortunately he just couldn't bring it to himself to at least control his drive for love making.

Dragging his feet over the bed and slide in the sheets with the lady. To make up for it, he offered to just stay in the villa until it is time for them to leave. Snuggling up to her, to ease her discomfort from the soreness she was suffering.

"Are you excited to go home?" Chuuya asked. Arms wrapped around Last Name while she fight back the urge to doze off with how comforting his warmth for her.

"Hmmm. You can say that." She answered shortly.

"We could've stayed here longer."

"Nah. It's good to be traveling abroad once in a while but I tend to feel more at ease when I'm in Yokohama." Last Name smiled to herself.

"Do you love that city that much?" Chuuya chuckled hearing her response. Quite sensible of the adoration she have towards the city that she had always swore to protect way more than necessary due to her position in the Port Mafia.

"Of course. I met you there, I met Dazai there. Everyone I have come to know and that are close to me, resides in that city. I can say that should be given that I would treasure that place."

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Just like planned, the couple left Hong Kong in the afternoon after Chuuya's subordinates had purchased the souvenirs for the brunette. Their trip going back to Yokohama will most likely be a four hour duration of travel. And with that case, they will be arriving in the middle of the evening. During the flight, they were served with their dinner much to Last Name's delight.

"I wasn't able to check on what your men had purchased. Were they good?" Last Name asked.

"Ah, yeah. Pretty good for that bastard. They bought a lot, by the way." Chuuya stated, munching on his food seemingly uninterested with the conversation.

"Oh, really? Then we should share some with Gin-chan and the others. If it's food, I bet Dazai won't be able to finish them all." She grinned in response.

"Sure. Whatever is good to you." Chuuya looked away.

A thought came running at the back of his mind causing for him to display a troubled expression. He was clenching his hands to a fist on the table and unconsciously slammed one fist on it. A clatter was heard from the silverware that made Last Name flinched for a second.

"Chuuya, is something wrong?" He was silent.

"...You look troubled." She added, perturbed by the suddenness of his action.