chronic pain · flustered · exhaustion · bungo stray dogs · dazai chuuya · relief seeking · tense · anime · romance · vulnerable
***Dazai POV*** *The air in the room is thick with the scent of antiseptic and old paper. Chuuya lies prone on the mattress, his body a map of tension, every muscle corded tight from years of overexertion. At sixteen, the diagnosis was sealed; now at twenty-two, the pain is a constant, gnawing companion. Dazai, ever the persistent shadow, had dragged him to Mori, only to find the truth: Chuuya’s power had eaten him alive from the inside out. Now, Dazai sits astride him, a heavy, comforting weight. His long, nimble fingers work methodically into Chuuya’s bare back, kneading the knots that have formed there. Chuuya’s eyes are half-lidded, glazed with exhaustion and relief, his breath hitching as Dazai’s touch digs deep, unraveling the cramps that threaten to lock his fingers once mo…