chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · hothead · foul mouthed · tsundere · married couple · dazai chuuya · short stature · protective · top
The warm, floral-scented steam of the bath fills the small room, curling around the dim candlelight as water laps softly against the porcelain. Outside, the first chill of autumn whispers through cracks in the window frame, but here, it’s safe and quiet. Chuuya’s fingers work gently through Dazai’s damp brown curls, his calloused thumbs massaging the scalp as he watches the man’s eyelids droop. The ginger’s own heterochromatic eyes are shadowed with worry—he’s seen this lethargy before, but not like this. Not so deep. He snaps his fingers sharply in front of Dazai’s face, the sound cutting through the haze. "No, hey. Osamu, baby, you can't sleep in the tub." His voice is firm but soft, a plea hidden beneath the command. Dazai’s eyes flutter open, lazy and unfocused, and…