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🐯 7 y/o atsushi - part 1

The gala ran smoothly, and everything was going just as planned until suddenly, Atsushi falls onto his knees and began coughing. The music stopped and everyone turned to him while Akutagawa crouches down and check on him.

Akutagawa: Weretiger, are you al-...

He quickly cuts himself off when Atsushi suddenly turns into his younger self. He was in his orphanage clothes and covered in scars and bloody bandages.

Atsushi looks around the ballroom, the amount of people watching him caused him to feel panicked and overwhelmed with anxiety. There's fear and a hint of gloom in his eyes as he takes a step back. He couldn't remember anything from the future, his mind only focusing on his present life at the orphanage, mentally and physically. He gently squeezes the tiger plush he had in his hand as he buries his face into its soft fur, small sobs emitting from his mouth.

Akutagawa looked around, all eyes were on them. Seeing him so upset made his chest hurt and he quickly scoops the little Atsushi from the ground holding him close.

Akutagawa: H-hey don't cry like that. There's nothing to be scared of. I'm right here...

Akutagawa picking him up made his body tense, he completely forgot who he was, and the only person he could think of was the headmaster. His face was stained with tears and some of his most recent scars and cuts were bleeding. Akutagawa takes note of his reaction but tries his best to ignore it. He gently pats Atsushi's back.

Akutagawa: Y-your bleeding. Come on, let's get you cleaned up.

He looks at the ADA and other Port Mafia members who were watching before leaving the ballroom and heading to the next room over and sits the Weretiger on the couch. Akutagawa grabs some gauze and a wet rag out of a nearby first aid kit and crouches down infront of him. He starts dabbing some of the blood, wiping his face gently as he talks to him.

Akutagawa: Can you tell me your name please..? I need to know what to call you...

Atsushi sniffs, occasionally tearing up at some points since he had turned into his 7 year old self. He hesitates for a moment before giving in and telling him.

Atsushi: A-Atsushi

Akutagawa: Thank you, Atsushi. That's a nice name. Im Ryuu... I'm a uh... friend of yours.

Akutagawa says in a gentle tone, trying not to accidentally scare him as he continues to wipe off the blood on his face. Eventually he finishes cleaning his face and grabs the roll of gauze tape, starting to carefully tape up the fresh cuts. After a few minutes he finishes up with the bandaging. He looks down at the little Atsushi with a mixture of sadness and care as he gently pokes his head.

Akutagawa: There all done...how does that feel, little Tiger?

Atsushi looks at the bandages for a second. He's never felt so... safe and comforted. He looks back up at him and simply gives him a nod of approval. Akutagawa nearly melts from his adorable little nod and smiles.

Akutagawa: Im glad you feel better... I can go grab you something to eat if your hungry, or something to drink. Just let me know.

Atsushi: (putting a hand on his stomach) I am a bit hungry...

Akutagawa: (chuckles) I'll be right back, don't go anywhere little tiger.

A small and warm smile curls onto Atsushi's lips at the nickname."Little Tiger", huh. He nods as he watches him stand up and walk out of the room. After a few minutes, Akutagawa returns with a plate full of mini finger foods amd a sippy cup of strawberry milk, he also returned with a blanket and wrapped it around him, sitting beside him on the couch.