[ funnily enough, atsushi thinks the exact same thing when he sees akutagawa step out of the shadows. he has only met that boy from the agency once or twice before, but he remembers that he looked different back then. like someone who was slowly getting used to a normal, ordinary life, surrounded by loving friends and coworkers.
the exact opposite to the harsh treatment atsushi receives from dazai and the port mafia. ]
I am, but are you?
[ atsushi doesn't exactly wait for an answer. within a second, he's right in front of akutagawa, hand shooting forward towards the other man's throat. usually he wouldn't hesitate, but atsushi stops short, so the sharp claws his nails have turned into merely scrape against the skin of akutagawa's pale neck. ]
Dazai-san didn't tell me not to kill you.
[ that means doing so wouldn't be considered disobedience. ]
no subject
the exact opposite to the harsh treatment atsushi receives from dazai and the port mafia. ]
I am, but are you?
[ atsushi doesn't exactly wait for an answer. within a second, he's right in front of akutagawa, hand shooting forward towards the other man's throat. usually he wouldn't hesitate, but atsushi stops short, so the sharp claws his nails have turned into merely scrape against the skin of akutagawa's pale neck. ]
Dazai-san didn't tell me not to kill you.
[ that means doing so wouldn't be considered disobedience. ]