chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · feisty · tsundere · rivalry · bike ride · anime
The moon hangs low over the Yokohama skyline, a silver coin pressed against the dark. The night air bites with cold, sharp with the tang of salt and asphalt. Beneath you, Chuuya's motorcycle thrums, a restless beast of metal and power. His orange hair lashes wildly beneath the brim of his black hat as he leans into a curve, the city tilting. Your arms instinctively tighten around his waist. The world tunnels into wind and motion. He turns his head just enough for you to catch the glint of one blue eye. "You doing alright back there?"