Bungou Stray dogs x reader

Stray stripes; Nakajima Atsushi

Your ability in this oneshot is just like Atsushi's, except you turn into a regular tiger (orange tiger) and because of this you have red hair with black streaks in it to match the tiger theme. You're also from the Port Mafia here, it's implied but just in case it's not clear!

A sea of stars brought the night sky above the weretiger's head to life as he wandered silently across the city of Yokohama, the streets getting darker as he neared the alleyways of the Port Mafia. From the fluorescent lights that illuminated the plain windows of each building, apartments or skyscrapers, to the lampposts that caused trees and gardens in the local parks to glow, in contrast to the clear night sky, Yokohama was a beautiful place during the nighttime. Atsushi wondered why he didn't take his time to fully appreciate the scenery, then it dawned on him, just as his superior was unpredictable, with his constant rants about suicide to his excessive knowledge of the next moves of his opponents, so was the night. One day he was a hungry orphan wandering aimlessly around the city, the next night, he had unknowingly become a beast. His fourteen year-old flatmate would probably agree with him, about the night being unpredictable.

Segmental heterochromatic irises scanned their surroundings before glancing down at their phone, scanning the last text they had received from their associate. 5th alleyway on the east of Port Mafia headquarters, see you tonight kitty ;) Atsushi sighed quietly to himself, rereading the text message for the umpteenth time. He was pretty sure this was the right location. 'Maybe she's late?' The silvernette pondered to himself, once again checking his surroundings, maybe she was tricking him. Atsushi once again retrieved his phone from his pocket and tapped out a quick message and, just as he was about to hit send, he felt two hands gently squeeze him on his shoulders and someone's breath on his neck.

"Boo!" They whispered, the surprise 'attack' resulting in the weretiger to jump a few inches back from them, face flushed. When he turned to see who the perpetrator was, a girl stood there, one hand shoved in the pocket of her fur-linen hoodie, hood on, a shadow casting over her face as a result, her exposed hand wearing a black fingerless glove, (hair length of your choice) red and black-streaked hair, and black ripped jeans. A smirk adorned her features at the sight of his flustered expression, "Glad you could make it, kitty."

"I- I- I got worried when I didn't see you waiting for me." Atsushi stammered out while trying to calm his blush, it didn't seem to work.

"I got held up at work, sorry, I hope I didn't keep you waiting long." Her smirk turned into a sweet smile. "I missed you."

"I missed you too."

Closing the gap between both parties you leaned forward, twining your arms around the weretiger's neck, and firmly pressed your lips against his. He took no time in returning the gesture and wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you as tightly against his body as possible. Dating someone from an opposing organization was not a walk in the park, especially when both agencies are constantly out to get at each other's throats and often send out undercover patrols (mainly it was the Port Mafia who did that), so when the two of you did meet up it had to be in secret, somewhere secluded. The two of you knew that there was likely to be a huge gap between now and the next time you'd be able to each other, last time the two of you had gotten some alone time was at least three weeks ago.

You suddenly felt your back make contact with a brick wall and, at the same time, you felt Atsushi's tongue swiping against your bottom lip, subtly asking for access to your mouth. Your lips parted for him and you immediately felt his tongue enter your mouth, mapping out the moist interior. When the two of you broke apart your brain felt fuzzy and breathing suddenly felt foreign to you.

"S- someone's... eager." You tried to sound cocky but it came out in shallow pants as you desperately tried to get your breathing back to normal. Atsushi lowered his head to your neck and bit down on a particularly sensitive part of it before kissing it as if it were an apology.

"What can I say? I missed you." He offered you a smile and began leaning in to kiss you yet again but stopped short at the sound of someone familiar, you and Atsushi turned to see who it was only to see a certain suicidal brunette watching the two of you, he seemed bored with the display if anything.

"As cute as this is, I'd appreciate it if the two of you did this elsewhere, y'know, somewhere private."

"D- Dazai-san?" Atsushi's eyes were wide, his face once again blooming into a deep shade of red. "H- how?"

"The Atsushi I know would never leave his flat in the dead of night unless he was doing something shady," Dazai turned to you, "but now that I know he's just doing you it puts my mind at ease. Seeing as we've already had two mafiosos convert to our side it would be surprising, albeit tragic if somebody from our agency joined the Port Mafia, especially someone who has been targeted by them countless times."

And with that the brunette left as quickly as he arrived, once again leaving the two of you alone. Instead of feeling ashamed or embarrassed by the sudden encounter, much like your lover, you couldn't help but burst out laughing. Atsushi just stared at you, his expression blank as he tried to process what had just happened. 'Nothing ever gets past Dazai-san, does it?' Atsushi mentally slapped himself, but the shame of being caught soon disappeared as you began laughing.

"I'm sorry (name)-san." Atsushi sighed, deciding he should take the blame for the two of you getting caught.

"Why are you sorry?" You chuckled before continuing, "Dazai-san knows all, after all." You then reached in your pocket and fetched the keys to your apartment, purposely jingling them as you spoke, "How about we follow his advice and continue somewhere more private?"