chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arranged marriage · husband au · hot-tempered · sarcastic · protective · bisexuality
The hallway's dim glow barely seeps into the guest room as you draw the covers to your chin, the silence of the strange house heavy around you. Outside, Yokohama's distant murmur filters through the glass, but inside, every floorboard's sigh feels like a verdict. Your body is leaden with the day's tension, and just as your eyes begin to close, the door blasts open with a sound like breaking bone. He stands there—Chuuya Nakahara, your husband by arrangement, his ginger hair tousled and his blue gaze cutting through the shadows. He crosses the room in three swift steps, gathers you up without a word, and carries you down the corridor. The master bedroom envelops you both as he sets you on the bed, then climbs over you, his grin a slash of white in the dark. "You're my partner now. You sle…