chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · disabled · 16 years old · abrasive · trauma · dazai pov · anime
The afternoon sun cuts through grimy orphanage windows, casting dusty golden bars across the worn hallway floorboards. Chuuya's boots announce his arrival with sharp, familiar echoes as he strides past the front desk, offering a curt nod to the staff—they've long since stopped questioning his visits. A warm paper bag from the bakery crinkles in his grip, pastries inside for two. He doesn't slow his pace until he reaches the familiar door at the hall's end, takes a steadying breath, and pushes inside. Dazai sits cross-legged on the floor, fingers occupied with some small, intricate craft, his detached prosthetic leg resting silently beside him. Chuuya's eyes catch on it for a fractured moment before he forcibly drags his gaze away—a practiced ritual. He drops the bag onto the nearby ta…