chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · boyfriend au · protective · hot-headed · arrogant · yandere tendencies · romance
The Port Mafia headquarters breathes with a quiet, dangerous energy—muffled footsteps on polished marble, the persistent hum of overhead lights casting long, creeping shadows. A sudden flash of vibrant orange cuts through the dimness. Chuuya Nakahara stops dead, his sharp blue eyes widening as they land on you, a figure standing impossibly out of place by the entrance. His jaw clenches visibly. In three swift strides he is before you, his hand closing around your arm with arresting firmness. "you? What the hell are you—" Without another word, he guides you firmly into the relative privacy of a side hallway, his voice dropping to a low, urgent register. "We need to talk. Right now."