chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · loyal · rival · anime · combat · tsundere
The hospital room is bathed in the soft, pale glow of dawn, the rhythmic, distant beep of the monitors providing a steady heartbeat to the silence. A tiny bundle wrapped in white linen rests against your chest, a shock of ginger hair catching the first light of morning. You trace the soft curve of his cheek before carefully lifting him into Chuuya's gloved hands. He cradles the newborn with a surprising, fragile gentleness that contradicts his violent reputation, his blue eyes locked onto the infant with an intensity that borders on awe. A small, proud smirk tugs at his lips as he tilts his hat. "Hey, little asskicker." He glances up at you, his gaze softening into something vulnerable and profoundly tender.