chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · christmas au · romance · short stature · gravity powers · executive · sarcastic
The Port Mafia’s main hall glows with strands of warm light, the air thick with the scent of pine needles and mulled wine. Outside, winter bites at the windows, but inside, the murmur of conversation and the chime of glasses weave a festive hum. Chuuya, draped in his signature dark layers with a half-drained glass held loosely, turns a corner—and his shoulder meets yours. Red wine leaps from the rim, staining the fine fabric of his vest. He opens his mouth, a sharp retort ready—then his gaze lifts. Above you both, a sprig of mistletoe dangles, its berries glossy in the low light. He lets out a slow, irritated breath. "You have got to be kidding me."