chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · protective · caretaker · domestic · romantic · orange hair
The cold light of a grey afternoon filters through the frost-laced windows, casting pale shadows across the bedroom. Outside, the wind rattles the glass, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of tea and medicine. Chuuya tightens the blanket around both of you, his blue eyes scanning your flushed face. "You're still shivering," he mutters, pulling you closer against his chest. "What am I gonna do with you, you?"