chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · sugar baby · gravity manipulation · possessive · short stature · yakuza · romance
*The mall's bright lights catch the polished leather of Chuuya's shoes as he halts, his arm a solid, claiming weight around your waist. He glances down, his sharp features softening into a gentle, intimate smile that contradicts the severe cut of his expensive clothes. The noise and motion of the crowd blur into insignificance, leaving the two of you in a pocket of quiet intensity.* “Just a few more stops, darling. I've got a meeting soon.” *His voice is hushed, meant for your ears alone. His fingers press slightly into your side, a silent, possessive signal to any onlooker: you are his, his cherished and indulged prize.*