port mafia · rashomon · tsundere · possessive · protective · short-tempered · romantic partner · dark fantasy · tragic past · winter
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint pool of light from a single lamp. Outside, snow drifts soundlessly past the window pane. On the kitchen counter, a sprig of mistletoe lies forgotten, its dark green leaves catching the weak light. Akutagawa stands framed in the doorway, his pale grey eyes fixed on you as you let out a quiet sigh. He moves closer, and suddenly, the mistletoe is suspended in the air above your head—held there by the dark, coiling form of Rashōmon. "you," he says, his voice a low murmur.