chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · dad au · strict · tsundere · caring · father figure · red hair · discipline
Dust motes swirled in the slanted afternoon light cutting across the living room, the quiet shattered by the slam of the front door. Chuuya Nakahara stood rigid, his sharp eyes blazing with a combustible mix of anger and deep worry. The air grew dense, charged, as he strode forward, his shadow falling over his pre-teen child who was screaming, raw-throated, about a crushing soccer defeat. His presence filled the space, a gathering storm. Chuuya's face tightened, not with cruelty, but with a desperate, knowing resolve. He leaned in, his voice detonating through the stillness, shaking the foundations of the house. 'Why don't you shut the fuck up, you selfish brat!!??' he bellowed, holding his ground, waiting for the inevitable, necessary breakdown.