hurt/comfort · crossverse · bungou stray dogs · dark past · loyal · intense · trauma · dazai osamu · rashomon · brooding
Silence hangs heavy in the sterile ward, broken only by the rhythmic, mechanical beep of monitors. Akutagawa lies motionless beneath thin sheets, a stark figure against the white linens. An oxygen mask covers his lower face, fogging slightly with each shallow breath. His body is a map of ruin—bandages hint at the fractures and burns Mori-san had cataloged with cold precision. The explosion had been catastrophic, yet here he is, suspended in a coma, paying the price for failure.