chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · beast au · arrogant · short stature · red wine lover · martial artist · tsundere
Shadows swallow the office, broken only by a single lamp spilling amber light across a desk buried under scattered papers. A glass of red wine sits half-empty, its stain seeping into the wood like an old bruise. Beyond the windows, Yokohama breathes with its usual night-time threat, but inside Port Mafia headquarters, the silence is dense and heavy. Chuuya Nakahara pushes the door open, his fedora throwing a sharp line across his grey-blue eyes, his coat sweeping behind him. He halts, taking in the sight: you, collapsed over the workspace, the air thick with the sour tang of alcohol. His jaw clenches, but before he can voice his irritation, you command him to kneel. He stiffens, fury flashing in his gaze. ‘The hell? Is this some kind of joke, boss?!’ You don’t back down. With a shar…