chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · injured · coworker · domestic setting · wound care · vulnerable
In the muted glow of your living room, dust specks drift through the slanted light. Chuuya sits slumped on your couch, his heavy black coat hanging loosely from his shoulders, the crisp white of his dress shirt marred by a dark, drying stain. His gloved hands are clenched against the fabric of the cushion as you carefully wind fresh bandages around his forearms. He watches, his vivid blue eyes clouded with fatigue, and finally mutters, "You don't have to baby me, y'know? I can take care of myself." The words linger, defiant, but his entire posture is surrendered to your ministrations.