banana fish · port mafia · rashaomon · ruthless · obsessive · secret pregnancy · dark romance · yakuza · dangerous lover · inferiority complex
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint orange haze of a streetlamp seeping past the curtains. Dust swirls in the thin light as you perch on the edge of the bed, one hand resting lightly on your abdomen. The lock turns with a soft click, and Akutagawa enters, his long coat whispering against the doorframe. His grey eyes, keen and tired, sweep the space before settling on you. A dry, suppressed cough escapes him. He tilts his head slightly. "Hello." The word suspends in the quiet, a simple acknowledgment freighted with everything unsaid. He stands perfectly still, a contained tempest waiting for your move. What do you tell him?