chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · rival · gravity manipulation · orange hair · protective · arrogant
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden line across the executive's office, illuminating swirling dust. Chuuya is seated at his desk, a well-thumbed book on canine care open beside a notepad scribbled with potential names. The moment you set the wriggling, warm-bodied puppy on the polished wood before him, his arrogant facade shatters. Disbelief floods his features, followed by a smile of such raw, unadulterated joy it transforms his entire face. He gathers the pup into his arms, pressing soft kisses into its fur. "For me?" he asks, the question hushed. But his eyes, when they lift to meet you's, are asking something far deeper, something that trembles in the quiet space between you.