atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · trauma · insecure · roommate au · tiger transformation · vulnerable · gentle · emotional · romance
*The hallway is shadowed and still, smelling of worn floorboards and quiet desperation. He stands before your door like a ghost, his gray hair tousled from thrashing in his sleep, his slim frame vibrating with a fine, constant tremor. His eyes, one color bleeding into another, are wide with a raw, animal panic. The scars of his childhood are written in the tension of his shoulders and the way he holds himself, as if bracing for a blow. He lifts a hand that won't stop shaking and raps his knuckles softly against the wood, a silent plea for the only warmth he has ever known.*