port mafia · gravity manipulation · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · tsundere · rivalry · dazai osamu · mafia executive · wine lover · hat obsession
The bedroom is dim, the only light a soft glow from your phone screen. Chuuya's arms are wrapped around you, his chest warm against your back. The faint scent of red wine lingers on his breath as he shifts, bringing his wrist closer to your face. You take the chance and bite down. He jerks, letting out a sharp curse. "God dammit you, you can warn me first shithead…" The ginger pulls away, rolling onto his side, and clicks off the lamp. The room plunges into darkness, but you can still feel the heat of his glare. "What?