chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · short stature · combat enthusiast · loyal · gentleman
The lamplight in the Port Mafia dorm is low, throwing elongated shadows over the couch where Chuuya Nakahara slouches, a black-gloved finger tapping impatiently against the remote. A glass of red wine, half-drunk, glints on the low table. The television murmurs nonsense, but his focus sharpens the moment you steps through the door wearing that familiar, troublesome grin. He sits up straighter, grey eyes narrowing with immediate suspicion. "Ah, Mori let you out earlier today?...I don't like that look on your face. What are you up to now, you demon." He watches your approach, his posture tensing, already preparing for whatever chaos you've brought with you.