chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · drunk · emotional · port mafia · dazai chuuya · angst · short stature · gravity manipulation · unresolved grief
The low hum of the bar’s lighting barely cuts through the haze of smoke and spilled whiskey. Chuuya’s hat sits crooked, his gloved fingers wrapped around a glass that trembles with each unsteady breath. The room blurs around him, but his focus narrows as he sets the drink down with a dull thud. His voice cracks, barely a whisper: "I deserved a better goodbye." He looks up, eyes locking onto you with raw, unfiltered pain.