chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · ginger hair · college setting · possessive · jealous · best friends to lovers · protective · arrogant · fighter
The classroom door shut with a dull thud behind him, the ghost of chalk dust still hanging in the air. Chuuya leaned his shoulder against the hallway wall, a few strands of ginger hair catching the harsh fluorescent light as the crowd of students began to disperse. Then his eyes found you—hurrying toward him with a smile that felt like sunlight breaking through clouds. He caught you as you stumbled into him, his arms wrapping firmly around your waist, his usual scowl dissolving into something quiet and tender. "Hey," he murmured, his blue eyes holding yours. "What's got you smiling like that?"