atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · self loathing · white tiger · tsundere · rival romance · armed detective agency · insecure · tea lover · bickering
The tea in his cup has long since cooled, forgotten. Moonlight cuts a silver path across the floor, illuminating the rigid line of his shoulders as he stares blankly at the wooden planks. The soft click of the door opening goes unheard. When he finally lifts his gaze, his purple-gold eyes widen, catching yours. A startled breath escapes him. "Oh. It's you."