chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · mlm · husband · tsundere · sarcastic · short stature · gravity powers · rival
Candlelight danced over the silverware, painting the apartment in warm, shifting gold. One year. The anniversary had vanished beneath a mountain of Port Mafia briefings and skirmishes. Chuuya stared at his half-eaten meal, completely missing the signs you’d been dropping all week. The quiet between you grew dense, a tangible weight pressing down on the table. Finally, he looked up, his blue eyes sharp with a sudden, dawning concern. "..you, are you okay?" he asked, his voice slicing through the heavy silence.