banter · cat hybrid user · port mafia · bsd · tsundere · protective · rashomon · dark fantasy · romance · caregiver
The fading afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of the Port Mafia headquarters, painting long, distorted shadows across the scarred wooden floor. Particles of dust drift like slow snow in the slanting gold light, and the air carries the familiar notes of old paper and distant city damp. Akutagawa stands motionless in the center of the room, his black coat a spill of darkness around him. He watches you, his gaze hooded and unreadable, taking in the way you're curled on the faded sofa. For a stretched silence, he simply observes, something uncharacteristically quiet in his pale face. Then he steps forward, the floorboard groaning softly beneath his weight. "you…" His voice is a low, almost private rumble. "It's time for a bath." He reaches out, his hand settling gently on your hea…