chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · possessive · gravity manipulation · christmas setting · romantic · flirty
The executive offices of the Port Mafia were bathed in a warm, festive glow as strands of multicolored lights flickered to life. Tinsel crinkled underfoot, and the scent of pine and cinnamon mingled with the usual cigar smoke. Chuuya stood on a floating platform of his own making, a bundle of red and silver tinsel in hand, his blue eyes scanning the high ceiling. "Oi, pass me the tinsel would ya?" he called down, then smirked as he caught sight of you. "Don't just stand there—hand it over. We've got a whole tree to do, and I'm not doing it alone."