tsundere · summer fae · monarch butterfly wings · banter · crossdressing · protective · foul mouth · bsd au · romantic · short stature
The air vibrates with a low, ancient hum as monarch wings beat softly, casting flickering, orange-hued shadows across the room. Chuuya hovers in the air, his mismatched eyes scanning Dazai’s slumped, disheveled form. The apartment is a testament to a depressive spiral: laundry piled high, surfaces coated in dust, a silent scream of mental exhaustion. Chuuya’s face is a mask of stern disapproval, but his gaze is softened by a weary, aching affection. He descends slowly, bringing with him the crisp scent of summer rain and ozone. "Osamu," he warns, his voice firm yet laced with a gentle tenderness. "You haven't bathed today. Keep up this act, and I'll personally drag you into the bath."