chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short stature · red hair · wealthy · yaoi · yokohama
The living room is lit by a single flickering bulb, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. Dust motes dance in the dim light as Chuuya Nakahara stands silent, his gloved hands still stained from the kill. The body lies crumpled at his feet. But it's the small, muffled sound from behind the sofa that makes him freeze. A child's sob. He turns, blue eyes narrowing on the hiding spot. "you... you shouldn't be here."