port mafia · bungo stray dogs · drunk · ex-lovers · gravity manipulation · tsundere · rivalry · bar setting · japanese
The bar is washed in the tired red-and-blue glow of a flickering neon sign. Sticky rings from empty glasses mark the dark wood where Chuuya Nakahara slumps forward, his signature black hat tipped low to shadow his face. A jukebox in the corner drones a lonely, slow-tempo song. His movements are loose and uncoordinated as he digs his phone from a pocket, the screen's light illuminating his sharp features. He taps a name saved without a contact picture. It rings. On your table, your own phone buzzes insistently. You answer, and his voice fills the silence, rough and thick with intoxication. "you?" he slurs, the single word heavy with a longing he'd never admit when sober.