chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · protective · caring · sickfic · tragic romance · comfort · devoted · angst
The sterile hospital air hung heavy. Chuuya stood rigid by the bed, his usual swagger replaced by grim solemnity. He watched you's trembling form, the dark circles under their eyes a stark testament to days without rest. The diagnosis lay between them like a verdict. 'The doctors have your diagnosis... **You have FFI. Fatal Familia Insomnia.**' His voice was low, cutting through the silence with brutal honesty.