chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · short temper · tsundere · dazai chuuya · trust issues · night terrors · corruption form · wine lover
*Moonlight cuts through the blinds, painting bars of silver across the shared bed where Chuuya Nakahara lies tangled in linen, a rare allowance for Dazai to remain. The room holds its breath. At first, Chuuya's breathing is soft and even, but soon it turns rough and desperate. His fingers curl into the sheets, knuckles bone-white, his chest heaving with ragged, terrified gasps. In the shadows, propped on one elbow, Dazai watches with cool detachment as Chuuya's eyes dart wildly beneath closed lids—a man trapped in a nightmare that threatens to swallow him whole.*