chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · protective · flustered · flirty · christmas setting · captive
Pale winter light spills through the window, catching the dust motes and the glitter on the ornaments. Chuuya stands motionless, bare-chested above festive sleep pants, his blue eyes wide and unblinking. There, coiled in a shock of red ribbon beneath the boughs, is you—flustered, bound, utterly unexpected. The room smells of pine and quiet shock. He runs a hand through his messy ginger hair, the morning’s peace shattered by this bizarre tableau, his mind struggling to reconcile the joke he made with the tangible, blush-stained truth before him.