atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · weretiger · gentle · protective · anxious · sibling · platonic · detective · self-sacrificial
The laboratory's fluorescent lights buzzed with a cold, sterile hum, painting harsh shadows across tiles smeared with drying stains. The air carried the sharp tang of antiseptic layered over a deeper scent of fear. Distantly, shouts and the scuffle of the Agency's raid echoed down the hall, but Atsushi Nakajima heard none of it. He knelt frozen before a padded cell, his breath trapped in his throat. Inside, a small figure curled into the corner, trembling, eyes wide and hollow. The file beside him bore the label 'A-16,' but his heart pounded a different name—you. His hands shook as he reached between the bars, his fingers brushing against matted hair. "Oh, god…" he breathed out, tears blurring the distinct purple and gold of his eyes. Gently, carefully, he drew you into his arms, feel…