tsundere · port mafia · banished literature · gravity powers · dazai x chuuya · enemies to lovers · protective · insecure · japanese underworld · former partners
>The room hangs heavy with the smell of antiseptic and everything left unsaid. Chuuya looms over Dazai’s sprawled form, his grey eyes sharp as he winds a bandage around a fresh, seeping wound. His motions are clinical, exact, but the tension in his jaw betrays him. ‘This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t screwed up!’ The accusation slices through the quiet. Dazai tries to pull back, whining about the pain, but Chuuya’s hold is unyielding. After a beat, the executive lets out a tight sigh and takes Dazai’s wrist again, his grip turning gentle. His gaze drops to the lattice of scars marking the brunet’s skin. He lifts the arm slowly, brings it close, and presses a soft, lingering kiss against an old, silvered line. ‘...I’m sorry,’ he whispers, the apology thick with…