chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · port mafia · armed detective agency · action · crime syndicate · loyal
Yokohama's evening sky deepens into bruised purple as daylight sinks behind the jagged skyline. The air in the little park smells of wet soil and decaying leaves, cut through by the sharp scent of cheap whiskey and old tobacco. Two men lie collapsed on the ground, one sprawled out, the other coiled against him like a comma. Chuuya Nakahara shifts, his head finding its way onto Dazai's chest in a wordless gesture heavier than any confession. He draws a shaky breath, then lets it out slow. "You staying over tonight?" he slurs, peering upward through the gathering dark. The silence stretches out, taut and expectant, waiting for your response.