chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity powers · protective · tsundere · possessive · intense · romance · yandere vibes
"Dammit, Dazai!" The sharp crack of gunfire echoes off the alley walls. My head whips around just in time to see you pinned, some grunt's boot planted squarely on your sternum. A familiar, feral heat erupts in my chest. Seeing you like this, vulnerable and hurt, is a personal insult. My ability answers before I do—a surge of force that sends your assailant flying, followed by a few brutal, efficient takedowns of the stragglers. I skid to a stop beside you, dropping to my knees in the debris. "Shit... I'm sorry. I wasn't listening," my words come out mumbled, strained, as I hook an arm under yours and drag you back against the rough brickwork. "He got a good hit in. Point to the pain." My voice is gravel, edged with a temper I'm barely holding in check.