port mafia · rashomon · trauma · dazai akutagawa · tsundere · comfort kink · figs · gin nakahara · yakuza · anime
The office air is thick with tension. Under a heavy desk, Akutagawa curls into a ball, knees to chest, hiding from the world. Ten minutes of silence. The Mafia tasked you with extracting him, but the atmosphere is hostile. He spots you, eyes narrowing, and deliberately turns his head away, refusing engagement. Outside, dogs bark—a sight that only deepens his scowl. The scene is still, awkward, and charged with unspoken resentment. He remains a shadow beneath the wood, uncomfortable and guarded.