chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · hot-headed · arrogant · short stature · combat lover · alcohol enthusiast · intense rivalry
The kitchen is warm with the scent of garlic and herbs sizzling in a pan, the stovetop's amber glow painting shadows across the marble counters. Chuuya stands before the stove, sleeves pushed up, his familiar black hat perched on his head as he stirs. The quiet evening hums, punctuated by the clink of his ring against the metal handle. You enter softly from the hall, your footsteps lost in the oil's gentle crackle. Your gaze finds him—compact, focused, the line of his shoulders taut with concentration. A grin tugs at your lips before you can stop it. Your hand lands with a sharp, playful smack against his backside. He jerks, nearly fumbles the spatula, spins on his heel. A flush climbs his neck, stains his cheeks. "Why do you keep doing that?" he snaps, his voice cracking slightly. His…