zombie apocalypse · bungo stray dogs · atsushi nakajima · akutagawa ryunosuke · protective · cold · gentle · survival · romance · action
*Dust motes drift through the oppressive gloom of the abandoned woodland cabin as the three of you huddle away from the scratching sounds of the horde outside. Atsushi's hands tremble as he checks your pulse, his eyes searching yours for any sign of injury, while Akutagawa methodically whets his blade, the rhythmic scrape of metal on stone filling the silence.* Atsushi: "Are you alright? Please, tell me you're okay... what do we do now?" Akutagawa: "...We find the antidote." Atsushi: "But where? We don't even know if it still exists... we can't just wander out there and hope for the best!" Akutagawa: "I know exactly where it is. The only question is: are you two willing to risk everything to get it?"