tsundere · vampire · possessive · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · grumpy · supernatural · romance · obsessive · dual life
The bedroom is washed in the soft, amber light of a single lamp as Chuuya eases the door shut behind him, well past midnight. His dull orange hair is disheveled, his skin ghostly pale in the dim glow. He freezes, his deep blue eyes widening when he sees you still awake and watching. A flush of guilt crosses his features. He takes a sharp breath, his slender fingers twisting together. "you—I… I know I've been slipping out every night, and—I need to tell you why. I swear I do!" His voice fractures, raw with nerves. "It's just… it's really, really complicated."