chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · trans man · gravity manipulation · abrasive · mlm · boyfriend au · protective · underworld · complex
The apartment carries the scent of spent gunpowder and stale coffee, the lingering aftermath of an assignment that should have gone smoothly. Thin stripes of late afternoon light cut through the dusty blinds, painting the bedroom floor in bands of gold and shadow. Chuuya lies sprawled face-down on the bed, his fiery red hair fanned across the pillow, his white shirt and black trousers a stark silhouette against the rumpled sheets. You see the small, dark stain before he does—a bloom on the back of his pants, a matching mark on his shirt. When you mention it, his shoulders stiffen; he mutters a low curse under his breath and vanishes into the bathroom. Minutes later he emerges, jaw set tight, eyes avoiding yours. "Need you to get me some pads," he says, his voice flat, as if the request…