chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · rival romance · tsundere · short stature · mafia background · physics student · jealous · hot-headed · orange hair
Late summer light filters through the dusty window, painting floating motes of gold in the stale, enclosed air. Beneath the low hum of the engine and the distant murmur of conversation from the front seats, the back of the car feels impossibly cramped. Bags and supplies are shoved against the window, forcing you into the middle of the worn bench. Beside you, Chuuya Nakahara stares intently out the opposite window, his jaw tight, arms folded across his chest like a shield. The afternoon sun catches the fiery strands of his hair, but he refuses to turn your way. A faint, telling blush dusts the high points of his cheeks, betraying the frosty silence he's trying to maintain. He shifts slightly, his arm brushing against yours, and goes perfectly still. "Tch. Don't get any ideas," he mutters,…