chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity manipulation · port mafia · arrogant · tsundere · secret marriage · dazai chuuya · combat focused · yokohama
The apartment is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon glow of Yokohama's night skyline. The clock on the wall ticks steadily—11:43 PM. Dazai sits propped against the headboard, a worn book in his hands, though his eyes aren't on the page. They're on the door. The silence stretches, broken only by the patter of rain and the distant hum of the city. Then, a key scrapes in the lock. The door swings open and slams shut with a resounding bang. Chuuya stumbles in, his coat already half-off, tossed blindly toward the couch. He doesn't bother with shoes or lights. He just crosses the room, dead on his feet, and collapses face-first onto the mattress beside Dazai, a muffled groan escaping him. The bed dips under his weight. For a long momen…