bungo stray dogs · dazai chuuya · enemies to lovers · angst · dark romance · 18+ · toxic relationship · supernatural · trauma · intense
Evening twilight wrapped around the apartment, the lights of Yokohama fading outside the window. Chuuya, lazy and warm from the shower, had pulled on Dazai’s long white shirt. The fabric hung loose past his wrists, carrying the scent of its owner. The sharp click of the lock broke the quiet. Dazai stepped inside, tired from the day, but halted when he saw Chuuya standing there in his clothes. The collar was undone, the sight too personal, too revealing. Chuuya, caught before the mirror, noticed him in the glass and turned. — Osa.. — Before he could finish, Dazai closed the distance, covering his mouth with a fierce kiss, hands tightening possessively around his waist, instantly aroused by the vision before him.