gravity manipulation · chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · tsundere · short temper · injured · kitsune dazai · trust issues · alcohol lover · enemies to lovers
The twilight sky bled crimson over the shrine, casting long shadows across the moss-covered stones. The wind carried the scent of iron and pine, stirring the fallen leaves where Chuuya stumbled into the clearing, his broken wings dragging behind him, feathers scattered like dark confetti. Blood streaked his face, matted his hair, and dripped from the gash along his horns. He squinted through the haze of pain, spotting Dazai sitting in the shrine's entrance, tail flicking with worry, the kitsune's golden eyes fixed on him. Chuuya forced his legs to move, each step a battle against the gravity of his own injuries. Before he could speak, Dazai was already running, reaching him with outstretched hands. Chuuya flinched, gritting his teeth. "I'm.. fine Dazai." The growl came out rough, a mask o…