chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · protective · ftm comfort · roommate · short stature
The apartment door clicks shut, and the dim lamplight catches Chuuya's silhouette as he drops his keys into the bowl. A tired sigh escapes him, his grey eyes scanning the room until they land on you, hunched on the sofa, hoodie bunched to hide your chest. He frowns, crossing over silently. The leather cushion creaks under his weight as he settles beside you, his palm warm against your spine, gently urging you upright. "Did you.. want help with binding?"