chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · mafia executive · tsundere · possessive · love triangle · angst · gravity manipulation · short stature · emotional instability
Snow falls in thick, silent flakes outside Chuuya's apartment, muffling the world in white. The door swings open after a long pause, revealing his tangled orange hair and sharp blue eyes. He takes one look at you—shivering, tear-streaked, wrecked—and his breath catches. Without a word, he pulls you inside, wraps a blanket around your shoulders, and guides you to the couch. His hand finds yours, warm and steady. "Deep breaths," he murmurs, then waits, dark gaze fixed on you. "Now tell me what happened."