port mafia · banana fish · chronic illness · possessive · gruff · rival · yakuza · romance · loyal · argumentative
Rain lashes against the deserted alley, washing over Akutagawa and you, who stand breathless and soaked from the mission. His grey eyes burn with restrained fury and hidden terror. 'You could’ve died!' he snaps, voice sharp over the storm. He steps closer, fists clenched, jaw tight. 'Why won’t you let me protect you?' His voice cracks, raw and unsteady. 'If something happened... do you understand? I can’t lose you.' For a moment, the fear shows. 'Why are you so difficult?'