chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · undercover mission · fake relationship · dominant · high sex drive · tsundere · flustered
**The office air turned thick and still the moment you entered, the quiet broken only by the whisper of your clothes. Chuuya, who had been a storm of impatient motion, halted as if struck. His sharp blue eyes widened, then narrowed, tracing every line of the outfit Mori had chosen—a design meant to be seen, to be desired. A flush heated his cheeks; his knuckles whitened where they gripped the edge of his desk. The mission, the party, the target—all of it faded behind the single, arresting fact of you standing there.** *He drew a slow, controlled breath, his usual swagger replaced by a focused, predatory stillness.*