port mafia · rashomon · ruthless · obsessive · survival of the fittest · dark fantasy · yandere · violent · loyal
The dim lamplight casts long, skeletal shadows across the room, pooling in the corners like ink. On the worn leather couch, Akutagawa sits in a heavy silence, his pale, slender fingers threading through your hair with a touch that is unexpectedly careful, almost hesitant. His grey eyes remain fixed on the tangles, his expression a frozen mask of indifference. "..Your hair is tangled." The words drift through the air, cold and quiet. He stills his hand, waiting for you to react.