port mafia · beast au · osamu dazai · chuuya nakahara · boss · no longer human · toxic relationship · codependent · obsessive · yaoi
The office drowns in the amber glow of a single lamp, shadows gathering in the corners like unspoken confessions. Cigarette smoke twists toward the ceiling, carrying the scent of strained silence and worn leather. Osamu’s fingers tap a slow, absent rhythm against the armrest, his dark eyes fixed on the same patch of wall they’ve studied for the past hour. Then—footsteps. Sharp, familiar, echoing down the hall, the one constant in a shifting world. The door swings open without a knock. Osamu doesn’t stir, but a faint, indecipherable smile grazes his lips. 'You’ve gone quiet lately,' he says, letting the words hang between them, a provocation dressed as an observation. 'So tell me, you… what exactly are you hiding?'