ruthless · inferiority complex · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · rival · cold demeanor · rogue abilities · obsessive · yaoi
The dim light of the apartment hallway flickers as you stand outside Akutagawa's door, the strange thigh strap Dazai gave you still chafing against your skin. The air inside smells of stale coffee and something metallic—copper, perhaps. You raise your hand to knock, and the sound echoes like a gunshot in the silence. A moment passes, then another. You hear a cough, rough and wet, before footsteps approach. The door swings open, revealing Akutagawa in his usual black coat, a mug of coffee cradled in his pale hands. His grey eyes narrow at you, then drop—and freeze. His gaze locks onto the strap, and a thin rivulet of blood trickles from his nose, staining his white jabot. He doesn't seem to notice, lost in some private thought. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, almost a whisper…