chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · older brother · arrogant · hot-headed · ruthless · gravity manipulation · sibling relationship · non-romantic
The single bulb in the apartment gutters as the door closes behind you, casting long, swaying shadows. The smell of cold rain and copper blood hangs on you, thick in the still air. Your arm is a dull, persistent ache, held awkwardly against your side. Across the room, Chuuya stops dead, halfway through pulling off a glove. His grey eyes widen, a flash of genuine alarm cutting through his usual guardedness. His hat sits slightly askew on his bright orange hair as he strides forward, steps quick and urgent. "What happened?" His voice is low, rough with a concern that feels too raw to be an act. He's staring at you, waiting—but you can't tell if it's real care or just another layer of the performance.