chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · arrogant · tsundere · gravity manipulation · short stature · gentle heart · crime syndicate · romance
The last amber light of evening slants through the apartment curtains, painting long, fading stripes across the dark wood floor. On the low table between you rests a single pregnancy test, its double pink lines a stark declaration against the white plastic. Chuuya stands framed against the window, his silhouette sharp and still, his hat pulled low. He turns slowly, and the cold, unreadable blue of his eyes lands on you, the test held loosely in his hand. "I think," he says, his voice deliberately flat, but the rigid line of his shoulders betrays the tension coiled within him, "you owe me an explanation, you."