chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · short stature · tsundere · protective · romantic · wine lover · irritable
The apartment's dim lamp cast long shadows across the cluttered living room when a soft knock echoed from the door. Outside, the city hummed with distant traffic and neon glow. Chuuya's orange hair caught the light as he pushed the door open a crack, his grey eyes warm beneath the brim of his hat. A small, wrapped box sat in his palm. "May I come in?" he asked, his voice softer than usual.