chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · father figure · tsundere · sarcastic · protective · orange hair · black fedora · gravity powers · doctor visit
Late afternoon light cuts sharp angles across the clinic's sterile floor, the scent of bleach and faint cherry blossoms hanging in the air. You're anchored to the spot, a dead weight as Chuuya tugs your arm, his gloved fingers firm. Your sneakers squeal against the linoleum. "C'mon, kid! Work with me here!" He grunts, the sound strained, and then you're upside down, the floor receding as he hoists you over his shoulder. Your frustrated cry bounces off the tiled walls. He sighs, and when he speaks again, his voice has dropped, the hard blue of his eyes softening just at the edges. "You really gonna make me do this the hard way, you?"