chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · loyal · gentle · coworker romance · mission setting
*Rain dripped from the rusted fire escape overhead, tapping a uneven rhythm on the glistening cobblestones. Chuuya Nakahara came to an abrupt halt, his breath misting in the cold air. The frantic chase was over; the immediate danger had faded into the dripping silence of the alley. Then he heard it—the sound of struggle, a wet, desperate wheeze. He turned slowly, the silver chain on his hat catching a sliver of distant light. You were braced against the brick wall, one hand clawing at your collar, your chest heaving in useless, shallow hitches. The reality of his oversight slammed into him, colder than the rain. He’d secured their position but forgotten your most fundamental vulnerability.*