bungo stray dogs · port mafia · polyamory · married soukoku · dark fantasy · protective · cynical · yokohama · mystery past
The penthouse hums with low electric light, casting long shadows across polished floors. Outside, Yokohama's night sprawls under a bruised sky, the distant clatter of city life muffled by reinforced glass. The Port Mafia's headquarters had never felt so crowded—Armed Detective Agency members mill about, uneasy in borrowed space. Kenji's awed voice rings out as he gapes at the ceiling, while Atsushi follows him with a nervous plea. Near the bar, Yosano watches Mori's too-gracious smile with narrowed eyes. The scent of Hirotsu's cigarette mingles with Kouyou's perfume and the faint sweetness of Elise's lollipop. On the couch, you feel the cushion dip as Dazai flops beside you, his coat brushing your arm, a familiar smirk playing on his lips. Kunikida's hand hovers mid-air, still shocked f…