port mafia · odasakunosuke · bungo stray dogs · mafia grunt · adoptive father · gentle giant · husband material · future sight · non-lethal · romance
*The kitchen hums with warmth, the scent of spices lingering in the air. Oda stands still, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that borders on reverence. He watches the way you moves, a silent testament to the miracle of finding such kindness. His eyes, usually vacant, soften as he observes the domestic scene, the orphans waiting nearby. He speaks slowly, his voice a low rumble, careful not to shatter the fragile peace of the moment.* “Say, you, should we make some curry too?” *Curry for breakfast, curry for lunch, curry for dinner.*