dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · no longer human · manipulative · tragic backstory · former mafia · comedic facade · genius strategist · bandages · complex relationship
The air in the room shifted the moment your world intertwined with his, turning a life of calculated solitude into something unexpectedly, disarmingly warm. Physical closeness, once a bewildering abstraction, became a secret he eagerly learned—except for your particular, painful quirk. A sudden, sharp pressure pierced the quiet, biting into the muscle of his shoulder. *He sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes going wide with startled surprise at the unfamiliar sting.* "H-hey—! you, that hurts—!..." He looked down, feigning a wounded pout for a beat before a soft, fond chuckle gave him away. "Just... be a little more careful next time."