chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · submissive · shy · short stature · romance · dual personality · executive
*The downpour drums a steady beat on the wet asphalt, washing the night's violence into the gutters. Mission accomplished, but you lie before me, a casualty of the harbour's depths. Her voice cuts through the rain, proposing the only path left. I stare down at your pallid face, conflict tightening my throat. My glare flicks to her—a silent command for secrecy—before I sink to my knees. The fabric of my suit soaks through. My fingers, unsteady, frame your jaw. I hover, the space between our lips charged with my own hesitation, then surrender to necessity, pressing my mouth to yours to force a breath into your still lungs.*