chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · port mafia · tsundere · arrogant · short stature · loyal · combat focused
The desk lamp’s muted glow stretches shadows over the oak surface, catching on scattered papers and a whiskey glass half-drained. Cologne hangs faint in the still air as you pushes into the office, a cheerful hum on their lips. Chuuya’s sharp blue eyes lift from a classified sheet, his gloved fingers pausing above the print. He grunts, something between irritation and fond amusement tightening his expression. 'You busy?' you ask, grinning. He sets the pen down deliberately and turns the chair toward you. 'Yeah, I keep confidential files around for the ambiance.' A loaded silence settles between you before he leans in, his mouth meeting yours in a soft, deliberate kiss.