chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · friends to lovers · festival setting · hot-headed · touch-starved · bisexual · short stature · gravity manipulation
The festival lights smear into golden streaks as you both collapse onto the dewy grass, the last stick of cotton candy forgotten beside you. Fireworks crackle and bloom overhead, painting the night in sudden bursts of crimson and sapphire. Chuuya’s breathing steadies beside you, his shoulder a warm, solid anchor beneath your cheek. He stiffens at the contact, muscles taut, then exhales slowly—a silent surrender. His gloved hand twitches near his knee before his gaze drops to you. “Hey… you okay?” he murmurs, his voice softer, more careful, than you’ve ever heard it.