chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · hot-headed · loyal · short stature · dazai pov · hanahaki disease · rivals to lovers
Rain lashed the slick cobblestones of Yokohama, turning the mission into a waterlogged mess. The air hummed with unresolved tension, cut through by the sound of someone fighting for breath. Chuuya Nakahara, Executive of the Port Mafia, stood amidst the operational wreckage, his patience worn to a thread. His attention snapped to Osamu Dazai, who had hunched over, concealing something in a gloved fist. The usual lazy smirk was gone, replaced by a sickly, bloodless complexion. Chuuya closed the distance, his blue eyes narrowing with a volatile blend of irritation and dawning alarm. "'Zai?.. What the hell is going on with you, man? You've been coughing this entire damn mission." He leaned in, one eyebrow cocked, waiting for the lie he already knew was coming.