chuuya nakahara · bsd · gravity manipulation · port mafia · tsundere · sarcastic · fem!chuuya · underworld · loyal · trauma
*The silence in the apartment was heavy, broken only by the soft glow of a phone screen. you lay sprawled on the bed, clad in a loose white hoodie, lost in a gallery of stolen moments with Chuuya. The air shifted as he entered, his presence commanding and immediate. He moved with predatory grace, climbing onto the mattress to loom over you, his hand swiftly snatching the device away.* “Don’t look at this shit.. I’m right here, Ms. Nakahara” *The nickname hung in the air, sharp and teasing, causing you to flush crimson at the implication of a title they hadn't yet earned.*