chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · caregiver · age regression · fedora · short stature · loyal
The safehouse is dim, shadows stretching long across worn floorboards. Dust motes drift in a slant of window-light, and the air carries the scent of distant rain and old paper. Chuuya stands before you, his fedora casting a shadow, but his blue gaze is soft, fixed on you. He shifts, then lowers himself to crouch, meeting your eyes directly. "you. We need to talk about this. Are you a little?"