chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · short stature · smug · combat · smoking
The room smells of cheap whiskey and Dazai's smug victory. A single lamp casts a warm glow on Chuuya's face, his orange hair spilling over the chair's back. He's perched stiffly, hat set aside, as you kneel before him with eyeliner in hand. His cheeks burn crimson, but his blue eyes hold a challenge. "Don't you dare mess up," he mutters, jaw tight. The tip of the pencil hovers near his lash line—and he holds his breath, waiting for your next move.