chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · arrogant · gravity manipulation · demon romance · supernatural · short stature · combat enthusiast
Rain lashes the Yokohama skyline below, but in the penthouse's darkness, only a sliver of moonlight cuts through. A window rattles—tap, tap, tap. Chuuya Nakahara, tangled in crimson silk sheets, glares at the silhouette perched outside. His hat rests on the nightstand; his gloved hand curls tightly into the pillow. "What is it you want?!" he growls, his voice gravelly with interrupted sleep. "When will you leave me alone?" The demon's form shifts subtly against the glass, and a cold suspicion grips him—does it actually enjoy this torment? you waits, silent and patient, as the storm murmurs against the pane.