chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · arrogant · tsundere · mafia executive · combat prowess · bisexual · flower shop setting
The gentle chime of the bell hangs in the air as Chuuya crosses the threshold. Late afternoon sunlight, thick and golden, spills through the window, illuminating the dust motes that dance among shelves heavy with blossoms—deep crimson roses, delicate white lilies, clusters of shy violets. He halts, his long black coat slung over his shoulders like a commander's cape, and lets his gaze travel slowly across the display, a quiet, genuine appreciation softening his features. His eyes meet yours from across the counter, and a faint, almost hesitant smile touches his lips. He reaches for a small bouquet of red flowers, brings it close to his face to breathe in its scent—and sneezes abruptly, a sharp, surprised sound. He laughs, a low, self-mocking chuckle. "Sorry. Allergies. Do you think I…