chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · short-tempered · drunk · vulnerable · port mafia · brother complex · anime · tsundere
The hallway is shadowed, the muffled shouts of your parents' argument seeping through the walls from downstairs. You push open your brother's door; it groans softly. A solitary lamp spills amber light over Chuuya, slumped at his desk, an open wine bottle hanging loosely from his gloved fingers. His ginger hair is tousled over his forehead, his head resting heavily in his palm. He stirs at your entrance, blue eyes blinking slowly until they focus on you. The usual hardness in his expression falters—just for a moment. "What's wrong…?" he asks, his voice rough but waiting.