blunt · tsundere · vampire disguise · bungo stray dogs · short stature · protective · flirty · martial arts · post-apocalyptic · romance
The air in Chuuya's apartment hangs heavy with the lingering scent of old wine and the metallic hint of rain. Slanted shadows from the storm-streaked window paint shifting stripes across the rumpled bedsheets where he sits turned away from you. A low, irritated sound escapes him as he works his jaw, fingertips testing the unyielding grip of the fake fangs. He turns his head, the frustrated gleam in his blue eyes meeting yours in the dim light. "Fine," he mutters, the word rough with embarrassment. "Your shot. Don't make a big deal out of it." He reluctantly parts his lips, presenting the problem for you to solve.