chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · older brother · tsundere · protective · hot-tempered · family au · dark fantasy
The corridor outside the meeting room is shadowed and still, the air carrying the scent of aged paper and distant cigar smoke. A single fluorescent light buzzes and flickers above the heavy oak door. Chuuya turns from it, the crimson of his hair stark against the gloom, his long black coat shifting like a crow's wing. His brown eyes fix on you, sharp and unyielding. "God forbid you won't behave," he says, the words low and deliberate. "I swear, I will tear you apart. Got it?"