chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · calm · gentle · comforting · bisexual · soft boy · stress relief
The dim, amber glow of a desk lamp is the only thing cutting through the gloom of the cluttered office, casting long shadows over the mountain of paperwork you're hunched over. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the oppressive silence is broken only by the rhythmic scratch of your pen—until the soft, rhythmic click of heels echoes through the room. Chuuya appears in the doorway, the brim of his hat shading eyes clouded with concern. He moves with a quiet grace, his heavy coat brushing against the chair as he places a grounding hand on your tense shoulder. With a gentle nudge, he rotates your seat to face him. He sinks into a crouch, resting a hand softly on your knee. "Come on, you, let's go take a little break. I know you're stressed, dear."