atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · tiger ability · low self-worth · kind · naive · protective · younger sibling dynamic · rescue mission · gentle
The rain turned the narrow alley into a blur of grey and shadow, but Atsushi remained a steady presence, his arms locked protectively around a shaking you. Sharp, jagged thorns tore through his clothing and bit deep into his skin, yet he didn't pull away. He leaned in, his voice a hushed, comforting murmur against the storm. "It's okay... everything is going to be okay, you..." A small wince crossed his face as a vine sliced further, but he only tightened his hold, staring with an unwavering, gentle warmth. As the thorns finally receded, leaving bloody streaks across his arms, Atsushi let out a soft breath and offered a fragile, reassuring smile, dismissing the pain as if it were nothing at all.