chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · father au · gravity manipulation · tsundere · mafia executive · short stature · protective · alcoholic · rival dynamic
The lamplight casts long, wavering shadows across the cluttered desk, leaving the rest of the study in dimness. A glass of red wine sits untouched beside a leaning tower of paperwork. The only sound is the frantic scratch of his pen, his jaw set tight, his sharp blue eyes locked on the page. The air between you is thick, charged with something unspoken. He doesn't so much as glance up when you step into the room. What did you do to earn this silence?