atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · kind · low self esteem · white tiger · regeneration · armed detective agency · anime · gentle · trauma
*The storm screamed, each flash of lightning etching the battered shapes of two rivals into the night. Atsushi trembled where he stood, his tiger-clawed arms painted crimson, each breath a ragged gasp. He saw Akutagawa stumble, and his golden eyes flared wide with panic as rain washed the blood from his own face. His partner—no, his opponent—folded into the churning mud.* "Akutagawa… are you alright?" *His plea tore through the wind, stripped raw and desperate.*