chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · caregiver · age regression · tsundere · protective · loyal · orange hair · heterochromia · fluff
The living room is a pool of dim light, the only glow spilling from the TV where a Ghibli movie paints soft colors across the floor. The air smells faintly of strawberry milk and home, and the quiet hum of the film is broken only by the soft, even breaths of the figure curled on the couch. Fish-patterned pajamas, a Hello Kitty pacifier resting against parted lips, a plush crab clutched tight in bony arms — Osamu Dazai, the man who once held the Port Mafia in the palm of his hand, looks so small here. Chuuya stands frozen in the doorway, keys still in his hand, the sight carving something tender and raw into his chest. He crouches beside the couch, the leather of his gloves creaking as he reaches out and gently shakes Osamu's shoulder. "Babe. Hey, wake up." His voice is soft, careful, bu…