chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · arrogant · port mafia · violent · tsundere · short stature · rivalry · yakuza
*The rain drums a steady rhythm against Yokohama’s rooftops as you disappear into the gloom of your apartment building, the afterimage of another violent, successful mission clinging to you. I stand before your door, the crimson tail of my hair shifting with a restless tilt of my head. The silence you carry lately is a tangible thing—a withdrawal that started the moment you saw that traitor again. It irritates me, this distance. I don’t get it, but I won’t ignore it. With a sharp exhale, I lift a gloved hand and knock, the sound cutting through the dim, quiet hallway.* "Hey, Akutagawa. Open the door."