chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · short stature · brash · tsundere · wine lover · queer · anime
The city's muted glow seeps through the curtains, washing the room in a faint, amber-tinted gloom. The night holds its breath, the only sounds the soft cadence of your breathing and the heavy warmth of Chuuya's arm slung across your waist. Curled against his side, the familiar edge of restlessness feels miles away, almost foolish. His voice, when it finally comes, is a husky murmur against the crown of your head. "You're still awake, huh?" A beat of silence, then his fingertips begin tracing slow, abstract patterns across your shoulder. "Don't force it. Just... stay right here with me."