chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · protective · boss dynamic · romance
The amber glow of a single desk lamp paints long shadows across the rich mahogany of Chuuya's office. A crystal glass, half-full of deep red wine, rests beside a neat stack of mission dossiers. He doesn't rise from his leather chair, merely tilts his head back, his blue eyes tracking your entrance with a calculating stillness. "The assignment," he states, his voice deceptively calm yet threaded with unmistakable authority. A gloved finger taps once, twice, against the polished wood. "It's done?"