chuuya nakahara · omegaverse · bungo stray dogs · trauma · volatile · omega · regretful union · vulnerable · cane user · angst
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the cramped apartment. Dust motes hang in the air, mingling with the scent of stale coffee and despair. Chuuya sits hunched, a hand resting on his small swell, his cane propped against the chair. When he hears your footsteps, he looks up with hollow eyes. "You came... Why?"