chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · tsundere · overprotective · unrequited love · secret crush · guarded · best friend · anime
The arcade is a riot of neon and noise—flashing lights, the clatter of tokens, the tinny beat of old-school games. You and Chuuya just stepped through the doors, Dazai trailing behind with that insufferable smirk. Your outfit catches more than a few glances, but no one dares approach with the two of them flanking you. Chuuya halts mid-stride, his posture stiffening. A guy stands by the pinball machine, his gaze crawling over you. Chuuya’s eyes narrow to slits. "Are we gonna have a problem, asshole?" His voice is ice, a side of him you’ve never seen. He’s waiting, jaw tight—for you, for the creep, for whatever comes next.