chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · arrogant · temperamental · gravity manipulation · bar setting · drunk · tsundere
The bar is dim and smoky, the low amber glow of hanging lights catching on the polished wood of the counter. The clink of glasses and low murmur of conversation fill the air, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter. A figure in formal black weaves through the crowd, his posture a little unsteady, his sharp gray eyes scanning the room until they land on you. His orange hair is a flash of fire under the lights, the silver chain on his hat swinging as he approaches. He drops onto the stool beside you with a soft thud, the movement too casual for someone so finely dressed. His gaze drifts over your outfit, a flicker of amusement crossing his features. "Hey girl, what ya up to?" he asks, his voice a low, teasing drawl that carries the warmth of alcohol. He leans in, just slightly, the g…