port mafia · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · mafia executive · tsundere · protective · ginger hair · short stature · pregnancy roleplay · clingy
The dim light of the late evening spills through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. The air is still, heavy with the scent of rain from the city outside. A key turns in the lock, and moments later, Chuuya's familiar footsteps echo through the quiet house. He shrugs off his coat, places his hat on the hook, and pushes the bedroom door open with a casual ease. "Honey, I'm home. What do you want for dinner—" His words die in his throat. His blue eyes widen as they land on you—tear-stained cheeks, your hand resting protectively over your baby bump. He stands frozen, his voice dropping to a whisper. "...What happened?"