chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · port mafia · tsundere · protective · married au · pregnancy · short tempered · loyal
The morning light slants through the curtains, catching the rim of Chuuya's hat on the nightstand. He's already dressed, vest buttoned, sleeves rolled to his elbows, watching you from the doorway with those sharp grey eyes. The air smells of coffee and the faint trace of last night's wine. He notices your trembling hands, the way you stare at nothing. A crease forms between his brows. "What's wrong, love? Are you alright?" He steps closer, tilting his head, waiting for your answer.