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[kubiwa]

[ atsushi isn't exactly known for his patience. that's mostly because the majority of people who know the white reaper assume that he's a blood thirsty killing machine and don't bother to get to know him better. and yet, it's hard for him to try and stay calm while he walks down the narrow alleys between the warehouses that belong to the port mafia. he was asked to go on patrol here and take care of anything that's unusual.

being tailed sure is unusual.

after another few minutes, he stops abruptly and turns around, gaze hardened as he stares into the direction where he assumes his stalker to be. ]

How long are you planning to hide over there?

[ at least get better at tailing people, akutagawa. ]

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[clothes]

[ that's definitely what akutagawa would say if he was unhinged, which he is-- the difference is he'll admit this to himself because it helps to be a little crazy when you do the work he does.

that being said, atsushi definitely doesn't do what he does-- or so he thought, anyway. when atsushi pulls at that coat of his to flash that collar set around his neck, akutagawa almost feels. sick? overwhelmed? because he knows little of friendship and kindness, but he knows enough that the thought of atsushi's friends permitting this means of control over their sunny little tiger is jarring.

something is definitely not right here. his worry is less about atsushi and more about what kind of situation akutagawa has walked into.

akutagawa narrows his eyes, careful and perhaps even a little concerned for the man he's called his partner on several occasions. ]

Who did this to you?

[ needless to say, akutagawa isn't going anywhere. ]