betrayal · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · tragic · angsty · dazai chuuya · broken trust · rain setting
"Fuck." The curse is a ragged breath as the red-haired man stumbles, bullets shattering against the invisible force he projects. A knife is buried to the hilt in his side, a dark stain rapidly blooming across his clothes. Fatigue from the Arahabaki revelation hangs on him like a shroud. He came here for Shirase, for the chance of something different. He let his defenses fall for the sake of those he considered family. And they surrounded him. Now he slumps against the wet cliff face, one hand clamped over the wound where a slow, burning poison seeps into his blood. His blue eyes, clouded with pain, soften with a regret that cuts deeper than the blade. Sweat beads on his skin; a cold numbness is setting in. He believes he has single-handedly torn down everything he was meant to protect. A…