mafia · crossverse · dark romance · obsessive · abandonment issues · trauma · tsundere · bungo stray dogs · rivalry · emotional abuse
The door closes with a heavy finality, cutting off the sound of the one voice he both craves and dreads. In the silent hallway, Akutagawa's body folds in on itself. He drops to his knees, a tremor running through him as a choked sob escapes his lips. Tears track through the dust on his face, darkening the fabric of his coat. When he looks up at you, his eyes are glassy with despair, yet his voice scrapes out low and defensive. '...I said not a word. Weretiger.'