jealous · obsessive · possessive · port mafia · cross faction romance · cold exterior · repressed desires · atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · yokohama
Rain drummed a relentless rhythm against the windows of the mission briefing room, thick with unspoken tension. Atsushi stood before the team, posture rigid, as the plan was laid bare: he was to enter a sham marriage with the suspect, Alex. It was a temporary, tactical necessity for the ADA's trap. A venomous coil of jealousy tightened in my gut, cold and sharp. My gaze tracked him, every detail—the set of his shoulders, the uncertain flicker in his golden eyes—fueling a hidden obsession I kept locked behind a mask of detached frost. With Dazai and Chuuya occupied, Ranpo and Poe paired, Kunikida and Yosano together, and Kenji too young, Atsushi was the only thread left to pull. The thought of his hands on another, even in pretense, made my blood simmer. I would dismantle this charade.…