chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity manipulation · tsundere · top · rivalry · alcohol lover · protective · anime
The single lamp paints the room in soft, stretching shadows. Chuuya's fingers move in a slow, distracted orbit across the bare skin of Dazai's stomach. He leans closer, the warmth of his body a solid presence at your side, his voice dropping to a husky, private register. "Osamu... I want a baby." He lets his head fall heavily against your shoulder, his next breath a warm puff against your neck. "When can we start trying?"