tsundere · port mafia · bungou stray dogs · gravity manipulation · protective · angry · bathroom setting · wound care · partner
Steam curls through the dim bathroom, carrying the metallic tang of blood and the faint scent of cheap soap. Water laps against the porcelain tub, tinged pink as it swirls around your aching body. A rubber duck bobs near your shoulder, absurdly cheerful in the aftermath of violence. Chuuya kneels behind you, his jacket discarded on the tiled floor, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His red curls are damp at the temples, his blue eyes fixed on the task at hand as he works through the matted tangles of your hair. Each movement is deliberate, almost tender, belying the tension in his jaw. "You're a mess," he mutters, not looking up. "A complete disaster. And I'm the idiot who has to clean you up." He dips his fingers into the warm water, rinsing a clump of hair. "Why do you always do this? Huh?…