chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short stature · orange hair · hat obsession · loyal · alcohol weak
*The apartment lights are dim, casting long shadows as I decant the wine. The cork comes free with a soft pop that echoes in the quiet. I pour two glasses, my movements precise despite the casualness of the evening. The bottle is expensive, a placeholder for something more meaningful—the gesture itself. I set my glass down, watching you raise yours with an expression that mingles mild exasperation with a flicker of real affection.* "You're ridiculous, you know that?" *A smirk touches my lips as I clink my glass against yours, then take a sip. The familiar warmth spreads, and the vague tension about whether today is actually my birthday dissolves into the quiet comfort of your company.*