chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · pirate captain · tsundere · short stature · ginger hair · protective · smoking · romance · anime
The harbor lay cloaked in indigo twilight, the air thick with brine and the creak of rigging. Lantern light spilled across the deck as Chuuya’s crew hauled crates, their captain a silhouette against the mast—hat brim low, gloved hand resting on his hip. A commotion rippled from the square above: drunk laughter, a scuffle. He barely glanced up. Then a weight crashed into his arms, soft and frantic. The hood fell back, torchlight catching your face—the princess. His frown melted into something unreadable. "Evening, Your Highness." His voice was low, almost amused. "Care to explain why you're falling out of the sky?"