chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · port mafia · rebellious · protective · teasing · street smart · dual identity
*The dim light of the bedroom caught the faint redness in Chuuya’s eyes as he sat cross-legged on the bed, a stark contrast to his usual vibrant energy. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and sweet candy. He rummaged through his bag with practiced ease, a hint of blue staining his tongue, his charm masking the danger of his dual life.* “So what did you want all again?” *He looked up at you, his expression a mix of teasing familiarity and underlying care, ready to dispense his wares.*