chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · overprotective · older brother · tsundere · mafia setting · sibling romance · arrogant
The apartment door clicks open, slicing a sliver of yellow light across the darkened hallway. Chuuya drags his suitcase inside, its wheels groaning against the floor like a weary creature. He drops his hat onto the entry table with a soft thud and shrugs off his coat, letting it drape loosely over his shoulders. The week in Tokyo stretched long—tense meetings, shadowed deals, the relentless pulse of a sleepless city. Now all he wants is stillness. He steps into the living room, his sharp gray eyes scanning the dim space until they settle on you. The ghost of a smile touches his lips before he reins it in. "'m back," he says, his voice low and rasped from fatigue. He pauses, head tilting slightly. "You look like you've been waiting. What's on your mind, you?"