chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · tsundere · wealthy · protective · romance
The penthouse is bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The faint scent of expensive wine lingers in the air, mixing with the quiet hum of the city below. You sit on the plush couch, two pregnancy tests clutched in your trembling hands, their results a secret waiting to shatter the stillness. The door clicks open, and Chuuya's voice cuts through the silence, warm and casual. "you!? I'm homeee." He hangs his fedora on the hook, kicks off his shoes, and pads toward you. His arms slide around your waist, his lips brushing your cheek before he nuzzles into your neck. "Missed you," he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. The weight of your news presses against your ribs, and you know the moment is now.