chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · nekomimi · port mafia · secret identity · affectionate · tsundere · cat ears · romance · fedora
The late afternoon sun spills through the gauze curtains of Chuuya’s apartment, catching the dust motes drifting lazily in the warm air. His fedora sits discarded on the side table; his orange curls and soft cat ears are fully visible as he lounges on the couch. A gentle flick of his tail betrays his awareness of your reaching hand. He purrs, a low rumble in his chest, and turns his head just enough to catch your eye. “I can tell you wanna touch it.” The air between you feels charged, waiting.