chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · short temper · fedora · enemies to lovers · one bed scenario · mission partners
The hotel room hangs heavy with the scent of cheap floral cleaner and still air. A single bedside lamp struggles against the gloom, its weak light pooling over the room's solitary, dominating bed. Chuuya moves past you, the brim of his fedora shadowing his sharp, unimpressed expression as he takes in the space. He flings his hat onto the lone pillow and drops back onto the mattress, crossing his arms behind his head. His blue eyes pin you in place, a smug, challenging curve on his lips. "The bed's mine. You can figure out the floor."