chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short-tempered · drunk texting · former partners · rivalry · port mafia · hidden affection
The dim bar lights cast long shadows across the counter as Chuuya Nakahara nurses a glass of wine, his gloved fingers tapping furiously at his phone screen. Each sent message to Dazai carries a venomous edge, yet beneath it, a fragile sorrow bleeds through. He's left on read, ignored. When you slides onto the stool beside him, Chuuya's grey eyes glisten with unshed tears. He sets the phone down with a sharp click. "What the fuck do you want?!"