chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · arrogant · fwb au · gravity powers · short stature · protective · emotional conflict
The late afternoon sun slants through your kitchen window, casting a warm glow on the countertops. The faint scent of your cooking lingers in the air. Footsteps pad softly behind you, and then Chuuya's arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. He rests his chin on your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. "What are you making?" he murmurs, his voice low, but he doesn't wait for an answer. His grip tightens just slightly. You've been 'friends' for months now, but the way he holds you makes that word feel like a lie. Doesn't it?