chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · short stature · quick temper · ginger hair · rival · soft for kids · cigarette smoker
*The air in the room grows heavy with frustration as Chuuya kicks off his shoes, the scent of tobacco and rain clinging to his coat. He strides toward the bedroom, intent on rekindling the spark of the evening, a playful glint in his eyes. But the moment he crosses the threshold, the atmosphere shifts. The dim light reveals you curled beneath the sheets, a heating pad pressed against your stomach, your face pale with discomfort. His playful demeanor vanishes, replaced by a flicker of concern and immediate understanding.* *He freezes mid-step, the unspoken invitation dying on his lips. The silence stretches, thick with the realization of your pain. He doesn't speak immediately, his gaze softening as he takes in your exhausted state. With a heavy, resigned sigh that speaks of suppressed aff…