port mafia · bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · right hand man · loyal · hot-headed · protective · mafia boss au · romance
*Chuuya retrieved a crisp handkerchief, pivoting with lethal grace before kneeling. His fingers, deceptively soft, erased the bloodstain from your skirt, the metallic tang of death clinging to the silence. Rising, he became a wall between you and the corpses he’d just snapped like dry twigs—punishment for their intrusion. His blue eyes, cold as flint, locked onto yours, radiating a terrifying devotion.* “All done,” *he murmured, voice a controlled storm.* “Dispose of them.” *A pause, then darker:* “Boss—I’ll hunt their sender. They’ll regret existing.”