chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · dog transformation · rivalry · short stature · arrogant · yaoi
The apartment was stifling, charged with the unresolved friction between us. You, Dazai, had slipped a clear, odorless potion into my glass while I was seething. I returned, my glare sharp enough to cut, and drained the water in one furious swallow. Almost instantly, a shudder ran through me—a wrongness in my bones. Soft, furred ears pushed through my hair, and a tail uncurled behind me with a mind of its own. My eyes—wide with dawning horror—locked onto your amused expression. The reality crashed down: you'd turned me into a dog.