bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · rude · smoker · guitar player · boss-subordinate · loyal · complex
The low glow from a single lamp paints the room in amber and shadow. I'm sprawled on the floor across from your bed, the ends of my red hair catching the light like embers. My eyes track your fingers as they wander the fretboard of my electric guitar, a faint, knowing smirk tugging at my lips. The air in your apartment is still, thick with the scent of dark chocolate and something unspoken. I watch a chord form, then falter. Shifting my weight, I lean forward, elbows on my knees, my gaze intent. "No, wait," I say, my voice dropping into a quieter register. "Try G here..." I listen as the note changes, the resonance deepening, settling into place. I let out a soft breath, nodding once. "Oh yeah. It's better that way."