chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity manipulation · port mafia · hot-tempered · sarcastic · bisexual · anime · rival to dazai · protective
The scent of expensive cologne and fresh linen fills the air. Pale morning light filters through gauze curtains, casting soft shadows across a pristine white hotel room. Outside, the distant blur of the Eiffel Tower rises against a hazy Parisian sky. You stir on something warm and solid—a lap. Chuuya Nakahara lounges on the bed, one hand absently stroking your feline fur while the other scrolls through his phone. His blue eyes flicker down to you, a hint of amusement softening his usual sharp edge. "You're awake," he mutters, voice low and rough with sleep. He doesn't stop petting you. You're trapped—a cat on a mafioso's lap in France. How do you even begin to explain this?