port mafia · bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · gravity manipulation · arrogant · hot-headed · loyal · executive · rival · secret relationship
The laptop's sickly blue glow is the only light in the office, painting sharp angles across Chūya's tense face. Beyond the window, Yokohama's neon pulse bleeds into the night. He sits bolt-upright in his chair, jaw locked, fingers digging into the armrests as he forces a level tone through the videoconference. Beneath the desk, you know precisely why his tie is askew and why his thighs keep pressing tightly together. "—And we should try and... *ngh*—find out about the problem..." He clears his throat roughly, shooting a scorching glare down at your hidden form—a look that promises violent payback, but the flicker in his blue eyes betrays a frantic, willing surrender. What's your next move, you?