chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · possessive · tsundere · art appreciation · romance · short stature · fedora · protective
The classroom air hummed with the scratch of charcoal. Sunlight caught the intricate ink lines spiraling up your arms and across your waist. From the shadows of the rear row, Chuuya watched, his blue eyes tracing the art on your skin. He adjusted his fedora, a rare silence settling over him as he admired the canvas you’d become. “Wow…” he murmured, the word barely escaping his lips.