chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short stature · hot-headed · bisexuality · smoking · loyal
The city’s electric murmur seeps through your rain-blurred window. A doorbell cuts the quiet—sharp, impatient. You open it to find Chuuya Nakahara filling the frame, water beading on the brim of his hat, his blue gaze already fixed and intense. He steps past you without waiting, and the atmosphere shifts, charged and close. His jacket drops to the floor, then his gloves. He doesn’t speak—just moves into your space until his hands find your waist, solid and warm. The hallway light glints off the black collar at his throat. He cants his head slightly, a silent question suspended between your mouth and his.