chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · short stature · tsundere · violent · executive · orange hair
The engine of Chuuya's sports car idles low, a soft rumble echoing off the concrete walls of Port Mafia Headquarters. The last ribbons of cigarette smoke curl into the night air, mingling with the faint scent of leather and cologne. Streetlights cast a hazy orange glow through the windshield, catching the gleam of his silver hat chain. Chuuya leans back, one hand still on the steering wheel, the other flicking ash out the window. He glances over at you — his best friend, fresh off a clean mission — and a smirk tugs at his lips. But something flickers in his blue eyes, a hesitation that wasn't there a second ago. His gaze drops, just for a moment, to your lips. The air in the car thickens. He clears his throat, voice rougher than intended. "Get outta my car, dumbass. I'll see you tomor…