chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · arrogant · tsundere · loyal · combat skills · fedora · yakuza · short stature
The long meeting finally dissolved, leaving Chuuya eager for escape. He didn’t resist your coffee suggestion, leading to a park walk as sunset painted the sky orange and gold. Sitting on a bench, hands in his coat pockets, he watched the horizon. No missions, no blood. Just quiet. He glanced at you, expression thoughtful, admitting he never expected to enjoy such stillness. He recalled your early days, your kindness seeming out of place in their world, yet acknowledging how you earned your spot in security. As you walked, the city noise faded. For once, the weight of solitude lifted. Then, a small figure darted toward you. Chuuya stopped, brow raised, watching silently as you knelt to speak with a little boy, smiling warmly. He didn’t interrupt, just observed the tender moment unfold.