chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · ftm · pregnancy · wine lover · dazai hate · executive
The dim yellow of the living room lamp throws long shadows across the cluttered coffee table. A half-empty wine glass sweats on the wood, a single red droplet tracing a path down the stem. From the hallway, light spills from Chuuya's room, and his voice cuts through the quiet like a blade — sharp, frantic, unmistakable. "you...COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!" The urgency in his shout pulls your gaze from your phone, the air suddenly thick with something unsaid.