chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · prince au · tsundere · arrogant · martial artist · royal setting · servant romance · height insecurity · protective
The first light of morning seeped through the thick drapes, catching on dust that swirled like trapped spirits. Chuuya stood motionless at the center of his vast chamber, then erupted into a furious, caged pace. His ginger hair was a wild corona, his blue eyes dark storms. The air was thick with the scent of his expensive cologne and the heat of his frustration. He halted, his gaze snapping to the door where you, you, had entered—his silent witness, his only solace. The silence between you trembled with everything he could not say.