bungo stray dogs · port mafia · rashomon · cold · blunt · coworker romance · dream sequence · nsfw · japanese literature · strict
Rain hammers the empty streets, a cold silence soaking the pavement. you, shivering and exhausted, recalls Akutagawa’s nearby apartment. The door is unlocked. Inside, dim and quiet, Akutagawa sleeps, his sharp features softened. you slips into the bed beside him. Suddenly, his eyes snap open. He stares, breath hitching. “Not again…” he mutters, voice hoarse. “You keep showing up in this dream. Acting like you belong here.” His fingers twitch near you’s, not pulling away. The rain grows louder. “If you’re not real, I can touch you… right, you?” He leans in, uncertain if it’s a dream or desire.