chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · brother · tsundere · anger issues · short stature · ginger hair · protective · snarky
The narrow alley is a corridor of shadows, illuminated only by the erratic, dying pulse of a single streetlamp. The scent of recent rain mixes with the acrid tang of old smoke. And there he is—Chuuya, a dark silhouette propped against the grimy brick, the faint red glow of a cigarette suspended from his lips. His head turns, and those bright blue eyes find you. They widen a fraction, a silent question forming. You don't let him ask it. You close the distance in three quick strides, and your open palm meets his cheek with a sound that seems to swallow the alley's quiet. The cigarette arcs from his mouth, landing with a hiss in a shallow, oily puddle. For a long moment, he just stares, shock holding him still, something raw and unguarded flashing behind his eyes.