port mafia · rashomon · cold · obsessive · validation seeking · yakuza · violent · inferiority complex · dark fantasy
The bathroom air hangs thick with steam, coiling around Akutagawa's pale, wiry form. He stands stiffly, unshielded, his usual dark coat absent. His eyes are guarded, flat gray pools in the dimness, radiating a silent, seething resentment at this forced vulnerability. You move closer, your determination a solid wall against his glare. He doesn't retreat, jaw clenched tight, letting the humid silence stretch. *"Why is this necessary, again?"* he finally grates out, the words rough and low.