cantankerous | ryuunosuke akutagawa

Being the main medic of the Port Mafia, you had learned very quickly on how to adapt to each members personality.
For some, this adaptation was just to get by - many of them had the mentality of "I'm only here to get treatment. Don't say anything unless you have to". For others, this helped create a healthy friendship between you and they.

For a certain common / reoccurring patient of yours, Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, your patience and head-strong personality allowed something a little more to blossom. The Port Mafia was baffled how you managed to handle the 'Lone Wolf' so well, and get him to actually behave in your presence. It took many visits to your wing of the base for him to understand that you did not give a damn if he did not want your help, you were the doctor and he was going to get his fucking injuries bandaged one way or another so he better shut his mouth. When he realized that fighting with you over not getting your help would only cause more injuries and thus put off more missions, he finally sat down and shut his trap so you could wrap those bandages around his injuries and stitch up any gashes in his skin.

After some time together, you grew the courage to ask the temperamental male on a date. You still have the scar from when he threw you across the room due to his belief that you were messing with him.
Still, You were nothing if not persistent.

Although you expected your now-boyfriend to be protective of you, you did not expect... quite to this level.
Or his jealousy.

He seemed so confident in himself, and seemed to trust you.. So when you were patching up Kajii Motojirou from his most recent ass-kicking, you did not expect him to be slammed into the nearest wall, held up by his throat by your boyfriends ability. Snapping your head in the direction of the dark haired male, you gave him a glare.

"Ryuunosuke Akutagawa. Put. Him. Down."

The male said nothing as he stalked towards you, or rather past you. Rashomon went around your frame, looking up at you almost in greeting. You kept your gaze on your boyfriend as he strode up to where Kajii was being held high up against the wall, merely glaring at him.

"Rashomon, please put Kajii-kun down." You sighed, moving carefully as not to touch the beast. "Aku! Don't injure him anymore! He's already got a laundry list of injuries that are going to be a pain in the ass to fix!"

The male turned towards you, his lips pressed into a firm and thin line. Rashomon vanished from sight, dropping Kajii straight onto the ground. Before you could fetch the poor punching bag, your boyfriend grabbed your hand and dragged your form out of the medical wing.
"Someone take care of him, please!" You called to your peers, hoping one of them got the message. It would be useless to fight against Akutagawa when he was in one of his moods, especially since he could go into a fit of rage and Rashomon would then be turned towards the Port Mafia's base. That was not a meeting you wanted to have with the Boss... again.

The circulation in your hand was being cut off by the tight grip the black-clad male had on your palm, and you winced at the pain that shot through your nerves. All subordinates, and even a few peers kept their backs against the wall as the two of you went quickly through the hallways of the base. He must have had that face on, again. Akutagawa had an intimidating aura on his own, but when he was pissed? It was like hell on two feet... It probably did not help that Rashomon appeared once more, dancing around you in particular. It snapped at anyone that wasn't pressed against the wall, taking their movement as a threat to touch you. You wondered if they were still trying to fix the side effects of his last rage, and if they ever managed to get the bloodstains out of the floor. The "calming" image in your head was soon interrupted when you found yourself in your room - barely used, given how many nights you've been working over time in the medical wing.

Pain shot through your spine when you felt yourself pushed up against your bedroom door, which had been slammed only moments before. Teeth sank into the junction of your neck and shoulder, refreshing the bruise that had nearly finished healing from weeks ago. Your hands gripped his shoulders as he continued his trail, biting any exposed skin. Gasps escaped your lips in both pleasure and pain as he marked your skin, not once slowing or stopping.

"Ak-aku!" You urged as you pushed your lovers shoulders. "I need to g--!"

"No. You don't." He hissed. His hands slid down the outline of your body, his fingers gripping your hips to the point in which you knew it would bruise later.

Taking a deep breath, you grabbed his ear and tugged it sharply. He hissed in annoyance, his hand slamming your wrist into the hardwood of the door. You met his gaze, the two of you having a silent stare down for a moment.

"What did I do?" You asked.

Akutagawa clicked his tongue, and did not reply beyond the noise.

Great. A guessing game.
"Did I not give you a kiss before you went off on your mission today?"
Nothing.
"Did I wrap your bandages too tight?"
Nothing.
"Did I not give you enough attention?"
Eye twitch. Okay... You hummed at that. He usually did not get this mad over not getting enough attention.
"Were you... jealous that my attention was on Kajii?"
A glare. Ah, there we go.

Exasperated, you let out a huff of annoyance. "You could always just ask for my attention. Nearly killing my already beaten patients isn't going to make me want to cuddle." Your other wrist was slammed against the hardwood. Bless the fact that he actually liked you. "Akutagawa, do you want my attention?"

Leaning in, he returned to marking your skin. What he considered his territory.

You chuckled at the feeling of his breath ghosting over your skin when he breathed out. "I love you, Ryuunosuke Akutagawa." You hummed in his ear, closing your eyes. The silent press of his lips against one of the bite-marks was his only reply. 'I love you too'.