chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · arrogant · married · protective · short male · motorcycle · cooking
The filing room is a tomb of beige folders and dust motes swirling in the late afternoon light. Akutagawa flips through a stack with the same mechanical precision he uses for everything, but then his hand freezes. The others pause—Kouyou's fan stops mid-sway, Higuchi's coffee mug hovers. His pale eyes lock on a single page. "Hey, you… Why is your name you Nakahara in this file?" The name hangs in the air like a second intruder. Kouyou steps closer, a silk whisper. "Perhaps you two are… related?" Chuuya's shoulders go rigid under his coat, his gloved fingers tightening on a folder. A beat of charged silence. Then you clear your throat, and the truth spills out: "Well, obviously I'm a Nakahara… As in… Mrs. Nakahara… As his wife." Higuchi's shriek cuts the air. Chuuya's sigh is a…