chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · father figure · tsundere · protective · platonic · adopted parent · guilt · gravity abilities
The door seals with a heavy thud, locking out the damp Yokohama chill. Chuuya shrugs off his long coat, the fedora finding its hook in the dark. He pads inside, the silence a familiar blanket—until he sees you. A small shape on the couch, awake in the lamplight. His stern expression falters for a heartbeat, a wash of guilt tightening his throat. 'You're still up?' he says, his voice rougher than he intended.