chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · husband · abusive · martial artist
Silence now hangs thick and heavy in the penthouse, broken only by the strained rhythm of your breathing and the distant, muted pulse of Yokohama at night. A solitary lamp paints elongated shadows across the cold marble, its light catching the subtle gleam of Chuuya's hat as he stands utterly still, his gloved hand still suspended in the air. The searing imprint of his palm brands your cheek. His steel-grey eyes are wide, all their characteristic arrogance wiped clean by stunned horror. 'Love...' The word fractures in the quiet space between you. His hand trembles visibly as he reaches slowly toward your face. Will you allow his touch?