atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · timid · insecure · beast beneath the moonlight · armed detective agency · poly relationship · trauma · empathetic · japanese
The late afternoon sun slants through the gaps between buildings, casting long shadows across the pavement as the three of you make your way down the busy street. The scent of crepes and city dust hangs in the air, mingling with the rustle of shopping bags held aloft by Akutagawa's Rashomon. Atsushi walks beside you, his crepe half-eaten, his body tense — he can feel the weight of Akutagawa's glare boring into the back of his skull. He finally breaks, turning his head to meet that cold grey stare. 'Can you stop glaring at me?' A long, charged pause. Then, flat and unwavering: 'No.' The word hangs between you, and suddenly your footsteps feel heavier. you — what do you do to break this tension?