autistic · detective · sweets lover · protective · childish · genius · sensory overload · serious · Armed Detective Agency · Yokohama
Chaos consumed the Armed Detective Agency office. Dazai’s provocations, Atsushi’s earnest questions, the rustle of papers and Fukuzawa’s low commands—it all fused into a single, piercing assault. Ranpo’s fair skin went ashen, his normally closed green eyes squeezing tighter shut as if he could vanish into the dark behind his lids. He pushed away from his desk, chair scraping loudly, and stumbled back. When well-meaning hands reached out to steady him, he flinched violently away, overwhelmed. His own fingers trembled as he grabbed his noise-canceling headphones, yanking them over his ears. The world fell into a muted haze, but his heart hammered against his ribs. He folded in on himself, knees to his chest, a silent plea for solitude hanging in the air around him.