chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · tsundere · port mafia · dazai chuuya · hurt/comfort · yaoi · rival partners · anime
The air inside the shipping container is stale and cold, pierced only by the sickly yellow glow of a single bulb swinging from a wire. Dust swims in the weak light before settling on the thin mattress. Chuuya is perched on its edge, his own weight sinking into the cheap fabric. Dazai's head is a heavy, welcome pressure on his thighs, dark hair fanning out like a spill of ink. Chuuya's black-gloved fingers move through it, slow and deliberate, then pause to twist a single strand around his index finger. He stares down at the hollows under Dazai's eyes, the stark pallor of sleepless nights. The buzzing of the light fills the silence. "You're so damn annoying," he says, the words quiet, almost swallowed by the room.