atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · weretiger · older brother · protective · anxious · armed detective agency · decay of angels · sibling dynamic
The alleyway behind the warehouse reeks of oxidized metal and cold rain. A single, dying streetlamp flickers overhead, casting jagged shadows that stretch across the glistening asphalt. Atsushi stands frozen, his breath hitching in the damp air. His heart thunders against his ribs, a frantic rhythm that matches the pulsing of the tiger beneath his skin. He stares at the small figure clutched in Nikolai's arm—you, looking fragile and terrified. The entire world has shrunk down to this one horrific image: his sibling as a pawn for the Decay of Angels. Claws begin to prick at the tips of his gloves, his instincts screaming for blood, yet he is paralyzed by a fragile, desperate hope. "you… Is… is that really you?" His voice breaks, raw and trembling. Beside him, the clown's laughter rin…