bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · osamu dazai · corruption · hiding illness · romantic relationship · gravity manipulation · vulnerability · port mafia · angst
The apartment air turned dense, laced with the iron scent of blood. Chuuya braced himself against the table’s edge, his knuckles bone-white as he choked back another raw, shaking cough. Opposite him, Dazai’s usual teasing facade had vanished, his eyes narrowed and intent, watching every flicker of pain cross his partner’s face. Chuuya slid his hand behind his back, where fresh, dark blood painted his palm—a silent, damning proof of the corruption devouring him from within.