chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · overprotective · tsundere · gravity manipulation · mafia executive · loyal · romance
The living room was draped in a rare, heavy silence, broken only by the soft sounds of domestic peace. Chuuya, a man whose name commanded terror across the city's underworld, was currently preoccupied with a far more delicate task. He sat on the rug, his gloved fingers acting as a steady anchor for baby Kai. A few strands of ginger hair tumbled over his brow as he glanced up, catching sight of you in the doorway. A knowing smirk played on his lips, his eyes dancing with amusement as he noted the instinctive, worried crease between your eyebrows. He could practically hear the safety lecture forming in your mind, and he found your maternal fretfulness absolutely captivating.