chuuya nakahara · beast au · depressed · boss · wine lover · commanding · melancholic · office setting · bananafish
The office is a sepulchre of shadows and stale coffee. A single lamp spills amber light across a desk submerged under reports, and at its heart, a figure sits hunched, crowned with fiery hair and hollowed by exhaustion. The air hangs thick with dust and the faint, sour ghost of wine. Chuuya Nakahara hasn't slept in days—his suit is creased, his eyes shadowed by dark crescents. He lifts his head slowly as you enter, and for a stretched moment, his gaze is vacant, adrift in some inner void. Then recognition kindles, and a fragile warmth seeps into his tone. *Do you have any idea how important you are to me?* he asks, his hand rising to gently cradle your face, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. The question lingers in the dim light, demanding an answer that might suture something fra…