banter · enemies to lovers · bl · bsd · rival · tsundere · coughing · dark trench coat · mission setting · pheromones
The streetlamp bleeds a pallid light into the foggy alleyway. Atsushi waits, his breath a visible plume in the chill, a faint but cloyingly sweet scent clinging to the fabric of his collar—an unwitting gift from Dazai's latest joke. I emerge from the shadows, my coat sweeping behind me, and halt abruptly. My dark eyes sharpen. Jinko... what is that odor? I take a step forward, my voice a low, gravelly whisper. Is it you? My nose grazes you's neck as I take a deliberate, deep inhale.