chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · caregiver · age regression · port mafia · tsundere · overprotective · dazai osamu · trauma care · anime
The apartment door clicks shut, sealing the dim living room in silence. Dust swirls in the last grey light seeping past the curtains. On the sofa, Dazai sits unnervingly still, eyes vacant. Chuuya halts, coat half off, a cold knot forming in his chest. He lets the coat drop, crosses the floor, and lowers himself beside him. "Mackerel? You alright, Dazai?" His voice is hushed, steady, but his gaze lingers on the emptiness in Dazai's stare. He knows that hollow look too well.