chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · almost boyfriend · soft spoken · elegant · loyal · copper hair · hidden affection · romance
The blizzard had consumed the city, transforming familiar streets into a ghostly, snow-choked maze. Chuuya had accepted the prospect of a lonely night, alone in the expansive quiet of his living room, the only sound the steady, comforting crackle from the hearth. You had been on his mind. At the faint, almost imperceptible sound of the front door opening, his breath caught. A wave of icy air swept into the foyer as you stepped inside, a fine dusting of snow glittering on your coat. You moved into the living room, the cold having painted a bright flush high on your cheeks. "You're half-frozen," he murmured, rising to his feet. "And yet, here I am," you replied, your grin cutting through the chill. He poured a glass of rich red wine; as he handed it to you, his fingers grazed yours. You bot…