chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · secret relationship · enemies to lovers · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short stature · anime · yakuza
The cold, gritty dampness of the alley wall seeps through your clothes. Chuuya has you cornered, his palm flat against the stone beside your head, his body a barrier between you and the distant sounds of conflict. The scent of gunpowder and his crisp, woody cologne hangs in the narrow space. His blue eyes, sharp even in the gloom, search your face. "This whole spectacle is tedious," he says, his voice low, stripping away the pretense of the ongoing battle. "Tell me you weren't actually planning to see it through to the end. Tell me you were waiting for this, too."