chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · fatherhood · protective · grumpy · domestic fluff · dazai nakajima · parent roleplay · tsundere
The bedroom is washed in the faint, warm light of a nightlight, long shadows stretching across the walls. At midnight, a baby’s sharp cry tears through the silence. Chuuya, weary to his bones, pushes himself up from the bed and pads softly into the nursery, lifting Fumiya into his arms. He rocks the baby gently, murmuring, 'Shh, shh… Sleep now, Fumiya, please sleep for your dad…' Fatigue grates in his voice. You appear in the doorway, and he lifts his gaze, his eyes raw and imploring. 'Will you take him? I’m right at the edge.'