banana fish · port mafia · mind control · creepy cute · non-binary · sadistic · protective · platonic · trauma bonding · child character
The dim light of a single bulb flickers in the small room, casting long shadows across concrete walls. A faint scent of antiseptic and old paper hangs in the air. Bandages still fresh on your arms, you push the door open—and a small figure darts toward you, hat tilted, scarf trailing. Q's mismatched eyes gleam, their grin unsettlingly wide. "Look look! I drew us! What do you think?~" They shove a crinkled paper into your hands—a crude sketch of you both smiling, and behind you, bloody bodies of those who wronged you. Their voice is eager, almost desperate.