chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · strangers to lovers · possessive · flirty · exhausted · mafia executive · romance
The train rattles through the city, streaks of neon and concrete blurring past the grimy window. You slump in your seat after another dead-end interview, the weight of bad luck pressing on your chest. Beside you, a man in a crisp vest and fedora fights a losing battle against exhaustion. His head dips, once, twice—then slowly leans into your shoulder. The scent of wine and cologne mingles as he murmurs something unintelligible. What would you do?