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stinkyme · 7 months

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Hello! This is the version with Atsushi! I hope you like it and enjoy it! :D <3

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, usage of they/them & partner, one usage of Y/N by Kenji, jealousy, reader is assigned mission with Dazai where they have to be pretend couple, Dazai as a tw of his own*, members place bets and tease Atsushi, a bit possessive Atsushi, sex in a hotel room (with Atsushi), against the wall, in the bathroom/in front of a mirror, rougher sex, marking (no mentions of marks left behind), reassurance (reader), creampie, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

* thank you spenny for reminding me of this important tw with that one fic of yours :3

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Jealousy sex || Atsushi Nakajima x Reader

This was the worst.

"Is the plan clear?" Ranpo asks, his head directed towards you and Dazai.

"Cleaaaar!~" Dazai says happily as he wraps his arm around you.

"Hold on a second, why is he the one who gets to go as their partner when I am right here?" Atsushi asks, a bit confused.

"This is no time to get jealous wits, Atsushi!" Dazai says playfully as he squeezes you closer to him.

He was the worst. Ugh.

"I am not jealous, I simply don't understand." he says with wide eyes, voice calm.

"Because Dazai is more experienced with these types of missions, nothing personal." Ranpo explains calmly before he continues eating his candy.

"More experienced, do you hear that?" Dazai leans his face close to yours, shamelessly winking.

"Yosano, can't you go instead of me? Please?" you give her pleading eyes, voice desperate.

"Absolutely not, plus...I think this will be fun." she says teasingly and you sigh out.

"There is no time for having fun, we have a mission to accomplish here. I understand your struggle, but if you can't do it due to personal dislikes, then you are not cut to work in the Detective Agency." Kunikida says sternly, his demeanor serious and professional.

Atsushi and you look at each other, smiling nervously as you nod.

"Fine. I will do it." you finally say it, feeling defeated.

"Yaaaay! We will have so much fun together, won't we?" Dazai asks happily as he squishes your cheeks. Atsushi coughs politely, making his presence known.

"Ah, don't worry Atsushi, I will take really good care of them for you." Dazai says in a lower, challenging tone, giving Atsushi a teasing gaze.

"Please don't. Knowing how most of your work partners end up being, I would rather you not." you say in almost inaudible tone as you finally free yourself from his grip. Dazai puts his hands on his hips, pouting as if he was really offended.

"Well anyways, wear something pretty tonight. Gotta look elegant." he says in a regular tone and you nod.

As if he can look elegant. This will be a disaster.

~ Later at the party

Well, Dazai could look decently elegant, oddly enough. He was really good at talking, unsurprisingly, and the two of you landed as a real couple, getting all the information you needed.

Everything was going smoothly so far, besides Dazai being overly touchy. He wasn't inappropriate by any means, but you wish this could be toned down a bit for Atsushi's sake.

On the other hand, poor Atsushi was receiving blows left and right by his coworkers.

"I would never let somebody cling onto my sweet Tanizaki like that, no matter what!" Naomi yelled at him, while clinging on Tanizaki's arm.

Why was she even here again?

"Wow they would make a really good couple actually. It's okay to get jealous, you know?" Yosano teased him while sipping on her red wine.

"It seems like you got a competition. Mentor versus his accomplice, who will win? Want me to tell you? I already know." Ranpo teased in a regular tone, even though he was highly amused.

"Come on, be serious." Kunikida scolded them.

"We can make them fight later, wanna place bets? Mine is on Dazai." said Tanizaki while Kyouka nodded, giving him some money for Dazai's side.

"Kyouka! Really?!" Atsushi asked her, obviously nervous and hurt by her little betrayal.

"Guys, I am sure Y/N loves Atsushi deeply, they would never leave him for Dazai!" Kenji reassured softly, regardless of giving money on Dazai's side.

"Pay me with candy!" Ranpo says loudly as he points his lollypop at Tanizaki.

"Cut it out already!" Kunikida yells at them before he gets twenty bucks out of his pocket.

"Anyone got fives?" he asks regardless, wanting to participate in a bet.

"I have ten, I will place it for both of us." Yosano says happily as she gives Tanizaki the money.

Atsushi lets out an exhausted sigh, observing how Dazai's hand was resting around your waist. He definitely didn't like that, but for the sake of this mission - he remains silent.

However, the way he watches you kiss Dazai's cheek while laughing wholeheartedly makes his blood boil, just a little bit.

~ In the hotel room

"That went well, surprisingly." you sigh out as you lock the door. The room is semi-dark, and Atsushi immediately clings on you, hands squeezing your waist. He rests his head on your chest, pulling you as close as possible.

"What's all of this about?" you ask with a soft smile as he looks up, leaning his head closer to yours.

"I missed you." he whispers, swiftly placing his lips on yours, kissing you greedily and messily. Your eyebrows twitch from suddenness as you close your eyes, returning the kiss. He sucks your lip between his teeth a bit roughly, while his tongue brushes over it in a softer manner.

You gasp in a little as he pushes you against the wall, his body pressing onto yours as his hands greedily squeeze and caress your body. He swiftly cuts through your clothes with his claws, letting it fall off your body, leaving you in nothing but your underwear.

"Atsushi!" you say a bit louder as you break the kiss.

"We will take care of it later." he says a bit breathlessly as he immediately puts his lips back on yours, parting them as your tongues brush over each other in a passionate, messy manner. Atsushi's hands squeeze your waist tightly, his fingernails digging into a soft skin. You let out a muffled whimper in his mouth as he slowly moves his hands down, sliding your underwear off of your hips and letting it fall on your ankles.

You swiftly unbuckle his belt and undo his pants as he unbuttons his shirt, lips not parting away from yours. He clumsily drops his pants to the side as he takes them off himself and you slide his shirt down his arms, letting it fall behind him. Your hands squeeze his shoulders as he pushes his body into yours, his hard, clothed cock pressing on your lower tummy.

The cold wall sends shivers down your spine as your hands fall on his waist, dropping lower to his hips as you pull his boxers down. Your kiss grows even more passionate, breathless even as he kicks his boxers to the side, his hands pushing you further into the wall by your hips. You caress his scar very gently and he lets out a muffled whimper of his own, that gets drowned by your kiss.

He messily pulls away, breaking the kiss as he pants heavily, gulping for air. You try to take deeper breaths in as your own breathing is incoherent and quick. Atsushi sneaks his hands between your legs, using his palm to push you into the wall by your lower tummy as his finger steadily and gently circles on your clit. You let out a soft whimper as his skin feels cold, but it sends sweet sensations through your body.

He leans in, placing quick and starved kisses all over your neck as his other hand holds you by your hip. He slowly moves down, roughly kissing and as gently as possible biting into your chest area. You let out a louder whimper as he keeps drawing circles on your clit, your pussy leaking more and more precum.

He swiftly moves his fingers to your inner lips, wetting his fingertips and brings them back to your clit. You let out a shaky moan as it feels even better now, especially as he starts sucking on one of your nipples, sliding his tongue over it. You cup his face with your hands, feeling his jaw move and flex as his sucking on your nipple becomes a bit rougher.

Atsushi moves his hand away from your waist, placing it on your inner thigh and sliding it to the backside of it. He slowly lifts it up, letting it rest on the area between his biceps and forearm. He moves his attention to your other nipple in the meantime, sucking on it in a less rough manner than previously.

He moves his fingertips away from your clit and pumps his cock couple of times as you angle your hips a bit forward, giving him easier access. Atsushi aligns his cock with your entrance, slowly sliding it inside as he gasps, letting go of your nipple. You let out a mellow gasp of your own as he begins thrusting slowly, his cock almost immediately twitching inside of you. You wrap your arms around his neck as he places his lips on yours again; your kiss heavy and hard to keep up as little moans escape both of your throats.

"I am so glad this is finally over." he whispers, voice slightly shaking.

"We still have a mission tomorrow." you say a bit breathless as you place a quick kiss on his lips, a soft whimper escaping your lips. Atsushi tenses up, squeezing the underside of your thigh he was holding as his thrusts become quick and rougher. The sudden change as his cock keeps pressuring and sliding over your sweet spot makes you choke out a few louder moans. Atsushi leans his lips closer to your neck, gently sucking in the portion of your skin between his teeth. The way he is sucking on your flesh becomes rougher, as his little fangs dig into your skin. You clench around his cock, making him let out an open-mouth whimper, his teeth still holding your soft flesh between them.

He moves his other hand between your bodies, placing two of his fingertips on your clit, again drawing little circles over it. Your hips twitch forward as a louder moan escapes you, but the rough pace of his hips slams yours against the wall, over and over again.

He moves his bites to your collarbone and chest area, his own filthy, shaky whimpers vibrating inside his throat as he sucks on your skin. His cock keeps on stimulating your g-spot perfectly, the position of your hips making you even more sensitive than usual. His fingers move in medium, a bit slower pace on your clit, creating a perfect balance with sensations.

Atsushi bites rougher into the skin of your chest, greedily sucking on it and earning a few sharp gasps from you. It feels as if your skin was bruising, a tingling sensation spreading in all areas he was biting and sucking on. He finally lets go of your skin, gulping for air as little whines squeeze out of his throat.

You feel the swirl of heat forming inside your lower tummy and it spreads everywhere beneath your skin, coming and going in teasing waves. Your hands fall on his shoulders, barely holding on. Your head drops between Atsushi's shoulder and neck as the pace of his hips speeds up, producing loud, wet sounds each time the base of his cock kisses your pussy.

You weakly lift your head, biting into the area where it was previously resting on and Atsushi lets out a shaky moan as yours gets muffled by his skin. His pace on your clit slows down even more, teasing you. Your eyes feel heavy and tired as you feel a knot of heat unraveling inside your tummy, making your whole body weak. Your hips try to follow his as the stimulation on your clit makes it hard to hold still.

"I really hate this whole thing." Atsushi chokes his words out, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration as his hips speed up even more, slamming your ass into the wall behind you. Your pussy clenches around him tightly, earning a long, sharp whine of his.

"Me too." you let out weakly, finally letting go of his poor flesh. More heat spreads inside your body as you feel quick waves of orgasm approaching. His cock keeps stimulating all of your sweet spots inside as his fingertips circle on your clit. You choke out moans and whimpers, body sore. Atsushi gives you an irritated look, lips a bit parted as his sounds subside for a moment.

"You didn't seem to when you were laughing and kissing him." he says bitterly, giving you one sharp, deeper thrust that makes you gasp loudly as your orgasm slowly begins to unravel inside your lower tummy. You try to speak up, but all that comes out are loud, shaky moans as your legs tremble, the warmth overwhelming you. Your pussy clenches and relaxes around Atsushi's cock in fast intervals, making him choke out a few breathy, guttural whimpers.

Your orgasm reaches its peak and your head falls on Atsushi's chest as you breathe quickly, the knot in your tummy unraveling and turning in heavy waves. He moves his fingertips away from your clit as your climax slowly melts away, your breathing calming down as well. His thrusts become slower as you lift your head, finally speaking to him.

"That didn't mean anything. It was a mission and truthfully, I was thinking of you and our moments the whole time so I could land it to be realistic." you speak up softly as Atsushi looks away, his thrusts gentle, but still make your hips twitch from time to time.

"Don't tell me that you really think I like Dazai.." you almost gasp, your expression molding into slight disgust. He keeps looking away, his hips still. You cup his cheeks as you make him look at you.

"Absolutely not! That's ridiculous to even think about. I am sorry if it came off that way, but I promise you that you're the only one for me." you speak softly, delicately stroking his cheeks with your fingertips. Atsushi gives you a small smile and nods. You gently push him away, his cock sliding out of your pussy as you do.

"I have an idea." you say with a little smile as you take his hand, making him follow you to the bathroom. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in, placing a passionate, needy kiss on his lips. He returns the passion and neediness, his hands squeezing your waist tightly. You end up in front of a mirror as you pull away, turning around and arching your back for him while resting your hands on the sink.

"You should watch me." you whisper, voice low and alluring.

"Watch..you?" he tilts his head a bit, voice soft.

"Yeah. Watch how good you make me feel." you smile at him and he gulps, a bit hesitant. He slowly comes closer to you, aligning his cock with your inner lips, a dim whimper slipping past his lips. He slowly slides his cock inside, both of you letting out sweet gasps. He puts his hands on your waist as he begins thrusting, pulling your body towards him to meet his hips.

You keep watching him in the mirror, his pretty face revealing pleasure while whimpers and little whines escape his throat. His grip on your waist tightens, almost as if he wants to burn his own touch into your skin, getting rid of Dazai's. His thrusts become faster, his pelvic area slapping your ass, producing loud sounds. His eyes are fixated on your face as he watches the pleasure on your face.

His cock keeps pressuring your sweet spots inside, your moans echoing through the whole bathroom. He leans his face closer, his thrust becoming short and quick as he does. He places soft kisses all over your back, giving you a few bites in between. His eyes don't leave your face in the mirror, fixated on you as his kisses and bites send goosebumps through your whole body.

He slides one of his hands between your legs, gently spreading them a bit more before his fingertips find your clit once more. You let out a sharp gasp out as he begins circling his fingers on your clit, his thrusts deeper and more demanding now. Atsushi keeps on kissing your back, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. Your legs become shaky as you try your hardest to keep a good grip on the sink. More precum leaks down your pussy, sending a ticklish sensation to your lower tummy.

Atsushi lets out a high-pitched whine before biting into your shoulder blade, his eyes half-lidded, but still fixated on you. He kisses your burning shoulder blade before he continues painting your skin in his bites and kisses, whispering "mine" in between each of those.

"Mine." soft kiss.

"Mine." a little bite.

"Mine." a quick lick with his tongue.

"Mine." rougher bite.

"Mine." shaky kiss.

"Mine." kitten lick.

"Mine." a delicate sucking on your skin.

"Mine." another trembling kiss.

"All mine."

Your pussy keeps clenching around him, almost waking him up from his trance as he gives you a needy look in the mirror.

"See, you are the only one who can make me feel this good." you say with a weak smile, voice quieter as pleasure overwhelms you. Atsushi kisses your back one last time before he lifts himself a bit, his fingers still stimulating your clit perfectly. His thrusts become a bit longer, but equally deep and quick.

Your legs feel weaker as tingling heat keeps on swirling inside your lower tummy. You arch your back a bit more, pushing your ass into his pelvic area and make his thrusts deeper, even more stimulating. Heavy moans escape your throat as you feel your orgasm approaching, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as it feels intense. Atsushi keeps up his movement on your clit as well as with his thrusts, panting heavily as dry, broken whimpers escape his throat.

Your pussy keeps on tightening and relaxing around him, as you are on the edge of your orgasm. You can barely keep yourself up, your head falling down. Atsushi slides his other hand to your jaw, holding it up for you as his lickerish eyes need to see more. You keep a breath in, almost unconsciously as your climax finally crosses the edge, making your lower tummy twist in strong, hot waves. You let a breath out, your moans picking up quickly as your release feels intense, your knees becoming weak.

Atsushi lets out sharp whines of his own, his cock twitching inside of you, prolonging your orgasm as it keeps pressuring your g-spot. He lets go of your clit and you gasp out as your climax slowly melts away, your body sore and shaky. Atsushi slows down his thrusts just for a moment, only to give an open-mouth lick that turns into a bite and ends up with a kiss to each of your waistlines. He straightens himself, sliding his hands on your hips as he speeds up his movement, panting deeply and heavily as his own orgasm approaches.

His cock keeps on twitching inside of you, and you can feel a little amount of precum sliding down your pussy. Atsushi digs his fingernails into your hips, pulling them towards him as he makes a couple more fast, needy thrusts. The blissful look on your pretty face accompanied with your sweet sounds sends him over the edge.

A sharp whine echoes through the bathroom as his hips become unsteady, a whip of cum filling your sensitive cunt. You let out a breathy and shaky moan as Atsushi's thrusts slow down as he rides out his own release. His breathing is heavy as he slides his cock in and out of you a few more times, slowly pulling out. You slowly straighten up, your legs feeling weak and shaky. Atsushi immediately hugs you, caressing your sore back. He gently directs you to the bathtub, helping you sit down.

"I am sorry, I was a bit rough." he says quietly, a nervous smile appearing on his face.

"I don't mind. I am sorry for giving you the wrong impression." you reply softly, smiling warmly at him.

You set up the water to a temperature both of you enjoyed while adding all the nice, bubbly things for a lovely bath. Atsushi slowly sits down, his eyes widening for a moment as he feels the water covering his body. He looks at you, eyes softening as he sighs out.

"No..it's me. I just...I got...it's just…I was..." he nervously tries to explain.

"Jealous?" you smile cheekily at him. He lets out a little panicky, almost defeated noise.

"I guess I was. I am sorry, that was immature." he sighs out, his tone a bit embarrassed as he gives you an apologetic look.

"That's okay, but I assure you that I love you and only you." you say in a gentle tone as you cup his face, planting it in countless kisses to make up for lack of affection. You spend the next few hours bathing and giving each other very needed love and affection.

The End :) <3

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kodzue-ken · 2 months

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Peach Blossoms

Atsushi x gn!reader x Akutagawa

3.1k words

warnings: none! lots of fluff, atsushi is sick but that's it

It began when you met a boy lying face down in an alleyway.

You had been throwing away your trash from the bakery and were unsure what was happening, but noticed that he hadn’t eaten anything in a long time. While you were aware of some of the things happening in Yokohama, you still felt the need to do something. Grabbing the male under his arms, you lugged him into the bakery, glad you had left the trash for last in your clean-up routine. You dragged him over to a booth and slid him into it; as you did so, you noticed how thin and scrawny the male looked. His clothes were torn, covered in dirt, and you swept the long lock of his platinum hair out of his face, putting a hand on his forehead to check for a fever. Not feeling anything, you moved towards the counter and walked behind it. You grabbed a clean washcloth and ran it under warm water, moving over to fill a tea kettle and put it on the stove. Grabbing a plate and moving back towards the unconscious man, you placed the plate with the washcloth in front of him, to use once he woke up.

The small bakery was tucked away in a small corner of Yokohama and belonged to your dear friend, who had gone on a trip to Tokyo and left you to take care of things. You made sure the workers left to get home safely while you finished cleaning. You began to cook up a small meal, casting a concerned glance over to the male. He stirred awake as you finished cooking, causing you to snicker while adding the finishing touches.

“Hello,” you said, causing him to jump while you laughed a little. “I’m (name), I found you lying outside and wanted to help. The cloth in front of you is for you, and I've made some food,” you placed the plate down in front of him and smiled when you met his eyes.

They were gorgeous colors. Split horizontally with yellow and purple, which stood out against the soft peach and white colors of the bakery. As you smiled at him, your eyes widened as his lips began to wobble, gorgeous eyes filled with crystalline tears.

“F-for me?” He asked, “d-do you want anything?”

“For you to eat!” You reached a hand forward but paused as you caught the horrified flash in his gaze. You pulled back and awkwardly brought your hand down: attempting to act like it didn't happen and trying to not draw attention to how scared he looked at that moment. You tapped the table in front of him, drawing his attention to the two plates and cup of tea.

You turned away from him, staring at the peach blossom decorations scattered throughout the cafe. You heard the soft clinking of silverware as he began to eat.

“I’m Nakajima Atsushi,” he said, voice so small you almost missed it.

“It’s nice to meet you, Nakajima,” you smiled.

As the evening went on, you enjoyed the time you spent with Nakajima, even offering him a place to stay for a bit. His eyes grew wide and he shook his head, stumbling over his words as his eyes darted around, growing paler by the minute. He stumbled to his feet as words tumbled out of his mouth. You stood, attempting to try and calm him down. With a rushed gasp and a jumble of words; a mixture of ‘sorry’, ‘I’m sorry’, ‘I have to leave’, and ‘don’t want you getting hurt’ all spilled out of his mouth as he stumbled towards the door.

“Nakajima!” You cried, reaching a hand out while watching the fearful male slam the door closed behind him.

You thought that had to be the first and last time you saw Nakajima Atsushi. The sweet male who had left so fast it left a bitter taste in your mouth. Your friend returned from Tokyo like a whirlwind and you found yourself thinking about Nakajima when you had a moment to rest. Days passed and you found yourself spending time in the peach-themed bakery just staring out the window. Your friend had laughed and slid a slice of cake your way, “I’m sure he’ll reappear, I’m more impressed you managed to drag him into the bakery!”

You scoffed but smiled back at her as you began to eat the cake. As the two of you joked and laughed around, you both turned towards the door when there was a small chime.

“Nakajima!” You cried, sliding off of the stool and rushing towards the male who had just entered, the hat-wearing male at his side laughed and turned his closed-eyed gaze towards you. He smiled wide and went to say something before his attention drifted to the slice of cake that was sitting on the counter and raced over; your friend swiped it off the counter and waved her hand at the display case, striking up a conversation.

“I’m sorry,” Nakajima’s voice was quiet and filled with guilt. “I didn’t mean to rush off like that.”

“I forgive you, Nakajima,” you smiled, “I’m glad you’re looking better.” You made eye contact with the male and watched as his eyes widened and then a warm smile formed.

“Thank you!” He smiled.

“Come on, let's get you something sweet, don’t be a stranger, okay? We’re friends; so don’t be afraid to come say hi!” Nakajima’s warm, shy smile turned into a blinding grin as he followed you.

On a cold December day, there's a knock on Atsushi's window. Atsushi himself is curled under a pile of blankets while you try to get him to have a sip of tea, worried for your friend. Because of this, you miss the series of knocks on the window and only notice something is wrong when there’s a sudden cold breeze and a voice.

“Weretiger.”

You snap your head up, tea forgotten, and try to throw yourself over Atsushi's limp body, eyes widening as they stare at the male who let himself in through the window. You weren't a member of the agency or even had an ability, but you were Atsushi's friend. So you understood that the creep who just let himself in through Atsushi's window (when no one outside of the agency should have known where he was living) was not a person who should be around Atsushi on a good day, let alone while he's sick and barely conscious. You cared too much for Atsushi to let anything happen to him while you were around.

“Ryuu…?” Atsushi murmurs, blinking blearily and wrapping his fingers around your arm, the closest thing he could grab.

“Atsu?” You ask, torn between staring at Akutagawa and checking on your friend.

“It’s fine… won’t harm… no killing…” Atsushi mutters, becoming slightly more coherent as he notices who's in his room.

“Uh, okay…” You trail off, lifting your body off Atsushi’s but not taking your eyes off Akutagawa who stares back.

“I heard you were sick,” Akutagawa says, speaking to Atsushi while staring at you.

“Mhmm,” Atsushi agrees, fingers still wrapped around your arm and slightly tugging on it, “don’t worry, it’s okay, he’s just checking up on me,” he says, letting go of your arm when you went to adjust the way you were sitting.

“That’s… nice of him,” you say, bringing a hand to run through Atsushi’s hair and still trying to ignore the pressing stare that hadn’t moved from where it was burning into the side of your head. “If I go make some food, you won’t be dead when I come back?” You ask, deciding that if Akutagawa was breaking into Atsushi’s house and he wasn’t freaking out, then it was probably fine to leave them alone for a moment.

“I wouldn’t kill him. We made a bargain,” Akutagawa says, still staring. You're almost sure he hasn't blinked the whole time he's been in the house.

“Okay then,” you say, nodding your head and standing, moving towards the door, and stepping out into the common area. You glance over your shoulder and don’t hear the immediate sounds of fighting and assume things will be okay. You enter the kitchen and begin to make a batch of chazuke, which you hoped would make Atsushi feel better, as well as being your lunch.

You also assume that you should make enough to feed Akutagawa unless he had decided to just show up, stare at Atsushi, and then leave right back through the window he entered from.

Smiling, you begin to portion out some of the rice into bowls, taking care to make sure to let it cool a bit before adding anything on top of it. You turn back towards the stove to grab the plate of chicken, jumping when you turn around the sudden appearance of Akutagawa standing a few feet away, staring at you.

“Um.” You blink, “I’m (name), it’s nice to meet you,” you say, setting down the plate and bowing your head slightly. Akutagawa nods back and doesn’t move.

“Akutagawa.”

“Do you want some food?” You ask, putting the chicken into the bowls and then moving towards the tea kettle. Akutagawa watches your movements and only nods, staying where he was. You slowly pour the tea over the rice and chicken before you pick up one bowl and start moving towards Atsushi’s room, Akutagawa stepping to the side slightly as you pass. You knock on the door slightly and then enter the room, smiling at Atsushi who's sitting up, but still leaning on the pile of pillows. Akutagawa brushes past you when you open the door and settles himself by Atsushi’s side.

“I made some food, chazuke. You don’t have to eat the chicken but I think the protein might help you feel better,” you say, setting down the bowl next to him. “Oh! I forgot-”

“Here,” Akutagawa suddenly thrusts a spoon into Atsushi’s hands and nods to himself, his eyes holding a glimmer of pride that he helped. Atsushi smiles gratefully and slowly picks up the bowl, beginning to eat.

“We’re just gonna be outside, okay? Eat up, I’ll come check on you in a bit,” Atsushi nods, mouth full. You leave the room, not bothering to see if Akutagawa is following; just leaving him to do what he wants. As you settle down in the dining area, you begin to eat your food. Eyes focused on the bouquet of peach blossoms you had brought over. Akutagawa appears after a moment and moves towards where you are sitting. He doesn't speak, just pulling out a chair and settling himself into it. Deciding not to say anything, you nod your head in acknowledgment and move on, still eating your food quietly.

Akutagawa suddenly let out a rough cough, bringing his hand to cup his lips. You turn your attention to him before asking softly: “Are you sick as well? If you don’t feel good, it’s okay to rest on the couch. I can bring you a glass of water,” you smile. You were unaware of whatever things he and Atushi had going on, but you knew that you were Atsushi’s friend and if he didn’t have any issues with the male then you didn’t have a place to say otherwise. Especially since you couldn’t try and fight him.

As the words left your lips, Akutagawa fixes you with the most soul-crushing stare, which was surprising; he had practically been keeping the same stare on his face since he crawled through the window at you. “I am fine.” he says, “and I don’t require your aid,” he finishes, before dissolving into another coughing fit, grabbing a napkin off the table and holding it up to his mouth. You just watched him, unsure of the best response. Your brain itched to offer him a warm cup of tea, but the way he's been staring at you gave you the feeling that maybe you should just let him be.

“Okay,” you say, standing up and collecting your now empty bowl, flashing a smile before moving back into the kitchen, placing the bowl into the sink, and moving behind his chair to check up on Atsushi.

Atsushi had finished eating and laid the bowl next to him, staring out the window as you entered the room. You sat by his futon and brought your hand to his forehead.

“How are you feeling? Do you want anything else?” You ask softly, taking your hand away and bringing your hand to your lap.

“Tired. I wanna sleep,” he murmurs, turning over so that his gaze meets yours. You smile at him and nod your head.

“That’s okay, get some sleep and I’ll figure something out with our house guest,” you hum, fingers brushing through Atsushi's hair as he lets out a soft purring noise. You pull away and stand, collecting his bowl and slipping out of the room.

Akutagawa was still where you had left him, staring at his bowl and moving the food around. “If you don’t like it, I can make something else,” you say, moving towards the kitchen and beginning to clean the dishes. You don't hear anything from the mafioso, so you shrug and keep cleaning.

As you put the dishes onto the drying rack, you grab a kettle and place it on the stove to boil water. You turn and nearly scream when you spot Akutagawa standing in the doorway, holding his things. He barely passes you a glance as he puts his things in the sink, keeping an eye on where you are standing. You watch him, unsure of what to do. He slowly edges out of the kitchen and you don't say anything as you turn back to the kettle that's now boiling. You pull three cups from the cabinet and set them off to the side while you finish making the tea.

Once the tea is finished - you did your best to ignore the horrible coughs coming from where Akutagawa was sitting, flinching whenever you heard it - you step back into the sitting area and spot Akutagawa settled on the couch, a cloth held up to his lips. The cloth is dotted with red, making your heartache. As you move towards him, he tucks the handkerchief into his coat pocket and fixes a stare onto your face. Before he can say anything, you place the cup in front of him and smile.

“It’s just a cup of tea, there’s some honey and milk in it to soothe your throat. If you need anything else, just let me know, okay?” You smile, acting before thinking as your hand passes over his head and lightly scratches at his scalp, humming as you turn away. You grab a blanket from the side and pull it over his form, adjusting it so he looks comfortable.

As you turn, you don’t have a chance to think about how you were still alive and not injured as you move towards Atsushi’s door. You slip into his room and put the cup of tea by his bed. Atsushi's asleep and curled into a small ball, eyelids fluttering as he exhales. You move out the door and towards the sitting area, blinking slowly and realizing how tired you are.

You settle onto the open couch, not sparing a glance over to Akutagawa, who, once again, has a stare fixed on you. You cough a little and lay down, making sure the tea is off to the side, and begin to close your eyes. As you drift off, you feel something warm being pulled over your shoulder.

You wake up sometime later, suddenly aware of how dry your throat is, how heavy your limbs feel, and how much effort it takes to pry your eyes open. Once they're open and you have a moment to adjust, you let out a gasp as your eyes meet Akutagwa’s, who is crouched in front of you, eyes staring into yours while he frowns.

“You’re breathing.” He speaks, still staring.

“Ye-yes?” You cough out, disoriented.

“Good.” He nods his head.

“Is that… a bad thing?” You ask, trying to make sense of what he is saying.

“Hm,” Akutagawa grunts, standing and bringing a hand to your shoulder and tugging the blanket a little more. He doesn’t say anything else before moving away, heading towards Atsushi’s room. You go to follow: beginning to sit up. As you move, there’s suddenly something wrapping around your shoulder, tugging you back onto the couch; confused, you follow the motions. Once you are seemingly settled onto the couch, a small black tendril grabs the blanket that's pooled around your waist and tugs it up to your shoulders. As your head settles onto the armrest, the ability brushes over your head once you are comfortable and you bring your eyes over to Akutagawa who is standing in front of Atsushi’s door, watching you. The ability moves back to him and tucks itself into his jacket; he coughs, nods at you, and enters the room.

Atsushi gets better in a few days, and you’re glad you could help him. You don't understand what Akutagawa was doing in his house. Unsure of the best way to say something, you hover around the subject for a bit; Atsushi picks up on your mood and speaks up.

“We made a deal,” he says, “a no-killing deal. We kept running into each other for long enough that I guess that he decided to show up once I missed the meet-up.” You raise an eyebrow in his direction, before shaking your head and smiling.

“I won’t say a word,” you smile, adjusting the way you were sitting until your head laid on his shoulder. You can’t see Atsushi’s face from the direction you’re facing, but you can feel his shoulders relax

You wake up the next day aching. Your throat aches, your limbs ache, and your eyes are so blurry you aren’t sure what’s happening in front of you. You can hear soft voices and as you go to sit up, there’s a shushing noise and something cool being placed on your forehead. You let out a little mumble and can recognize the giggle that sounds near you.

“Atsu?” You murmur, blinking and reaching a hand out to grasp his.

“Akutagawa too,” Atsushi says quietly, nudging your hand and taking it in his. You can hear Akutagawa mumble something and then something warm wrapping around your shoulders. You begin to drift off again, hearing Atsushi’s voice slowly fade away, only lucid enough to curl into the warmth settling by your other side, a hand reaches and begins to glide through your hair. Right before you doze off you feel Atsushi wrap his arms around your back and allow your head to fall on his shoulder. You happily doze off now, feeling warm and safe.

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