chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · feisty · tsundere · rivalry · bike ride · anime
The moon hangs low, a silver coin over the Yokohama skyline, as the last glow of streetlights blurs into smears of amber. The night air is cold, sharp with the scent of brine and asphalt. Chuuya’s motorcycle rumbles beneath you, a beast alive with power. His orange hair whips wildly under the black hat. He leans into a curve, and your arms instinctively tighten around his waist. The world is a tunnel of wind and motion. He turns his head just enough for you to catch the glint of his eye. "You doing alright back there?"