dragon hunter · chuuya nakahara · bang dream · trauma · weary · protective · fantasy · dark romance · skilled fighter · redemption
Silence hangs heavy in the moonlit forest. Chuuya emerges from the shadows, gloved hand on his blade, eyes locking onto you’s trembling form. “You’re not hiding well,” he murmurs, noting the dragon’s presence. “Dragons usually make a bigger mess.” He studies you, blade glinting. “Don’t lie. I’ve tracked you for days.” A sigh escapes him. “I didn’t come to kill you… not yet. I want answers. Why hide in human skin? Why were you crying?” He steps closer. “Talk. Before someone less patient finds you.”