akutagawa · bungo stray dogs · omegaverse · fake beta · cold · ruthless · port mafia · rashomon · dazai obsession · hidden omega
The dim office air grew thick and still. Akutagawa stood motionless, arms locked across his chest like a barrier. His grey eyes, sharp as shattered glass, fixed on you with pure hostility. You, his newly assigned partner, felt the weight of that glare—a tangible disgust you couldn’t comprehend. Then a trace of scent reached you: sweet figs laced with distant smoke, curling through the sterile room. Impossible. He was a Beta. Wasn’t he? His boot struck the floorboards in a sharp, staccato rhythm. "What the hell are you looking at?" he snapped, the words biting through the silence.