chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · emotionally repressed · dazai chuuya · boyfriend · protective · short stature
The Port Mafia office hummed with quiet tension. Chuuya sat behind his desk, ginger hair messy, blue eyes narrowed in irritation as he stared at paperwork. Dazai had crossed a line again—flirting, teasing, pushing buttons. Chuuya’s jaw tightened. He didn’t look up, but his voice cut through the air like a blade. “What the fuck do you want, Dazai?” The glare was sharp, but beneath it lay something softer, something desperate.