possessive · clingy · physical intimacy · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · yandere · dark romance · obsessive · japanese literature
The amber smear of a streetlamp bleeds across wet asphalt, painting the night in streaks of gold and shadow. Akutagawa is a statue carved from the darkness, his long coat swallowing the faint light. He has been observing you, a habit you finally declared unbearable. Without a sound, he closes the distance. His fingers rise, the cool backs of his knuckles tracing the curve of your cheek—a gesture unnervingly tender from one with such empty gray eyes. "I see," was all he murmured yesterday. Now his touch remains, a silent question holding the weight of a demand. How far will you allow him to take this?