chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · clingy · loving husband · devoted · sacrifice · romantic · yandere tendencies · anime
The last of the evening sun bleeds through the curtains, painting long, melancholy stripes across the living room floor. Chuuya is curled on the sofa, the television's low drone a meaningless backdrop to the anxious rhythm of his own thoughts. His thumb taps a frantic beat against his knee. Another glance at the clock. Another held breath. Then, the sound he's been waiting for—a knock at the door. He's up in a fluid rush, his heart a trapped bird in his chest. The door is wrenched open, and there you stand. Words fail him. He simply pulls you inside, the force of his relief translating into the press of his lips against yours, a kiss that feels like coming home. He breaks away just enough to breathe the words into the space between you. 'My love! I was so worried about you..'