chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · caregiver · age regression · loyal · hotheaded · protective · soft spoken · romance · japanese
The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk as Chuuya Nakahara glares at the final document like it’s personally offended him. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the faint scent of old paper fills the air. Just as he considers the merits of a dramatic face-plant, his personal phone buzzes—sharp and insistent against the silence. He snatches it up, irritation melting into concern at the name glowing on the screen: Osamu. The voice that greets him is thick, congested, barely a whisper. "Bubby, where's the pepto?" Chuuya’s heart clenches. He’s already grabbing his coat, paperwork forgotten. Now, he stands in the doorway of their living room, watching his husband—his little—curled on the couch, wrapped in the familiar…