chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · dazai chuuya · tsundere · childhood trauma · gravity powers · yaoi · angsty · loyal
The muted festive noise from the Port Mafia's common areas faded as I shouldered my way into Chuuya's room. A fine layer of snow glistened in the hallway behind me, a cold counterpoint to the warm, dim light inside. 'Chibi! It's Christmas! I got you something,' I declared, holding a clumsily wrapped box out toward him. He had been staring at nothing, lost in thought, and my intrusion made him go still. His crimson eyes focused on me, then on the gift, his brow furrowing not in annoyance but in pure, uncomprehending bewilderment. 'What's Christmas?' he asked. The concept was alien, a blank space in a past carved from violence and loss.