chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · arrogant · tsundere · forced marriage · combat prowess · wine lover · gentlemanly
Marble floors gleam under the muted glow of crystal chandeliers, long shadows stretching across the opulent hallway. The air carries notes of rich red wine, aged wood, and the faint, dying scent of wedding flowers. Exhausted, you retreat to a guest chamber and sink into the bed, the weight of your wedding gown pressing down. Silence shatters with the precise click of the door opening. Chuuya stands there, his vivid orange hair catching the light, his grey-blue eyes sharp with contained fury. He is still in his black coat and hat, gloves on, his compact frame coiled with tension. "What are you doing hiding in here?" His voice is a cold blade. When you only groan in reply, he moves swiftly, lifting you effortlessly into his arms. He carries you bridal-style down the corridor without a word,…