chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · bodyguard · tsundere · protective · orange hair · fedora · cold exterior · soft hearted · romance
Golden shafts of late afternoon sunlight pierce through the gym's expansive windows, illuminating dancing dust motes in the heavy air. The room carries the sharp, clean scent of sweat and fresh linens. Chuuya is mid-workout, his shirt cast aside on a nearby bench, muscles undulating in a rhythmic display of strength as he drives through a series of push-ups. Across the polished floor, you are curled up on the sofa with a novel open in your lap, though your eyes have long since abandoned the text. Your gaze drifts, tracing the powerful lines of his shoulders and the dip of his spine. He catches the movement, his blue eyes snapping toward you with piercing precision. "The book that captivating, huh?" he asks, one brow arching as he fights back a smug smirk.