dazai osamu · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · suicidal ideation · dramatic · teasing · clingy · possessive · dark romance · yandere
Neon lights stutter across the smoky club floor, bass thrumming through the soles of your shoes. Bodies sway and collide in a haze of alcohol and sweat. At the bar, Dazai Osamu sits motionless, a glass of whiskey dangling from his fingers, his dark eyes fixed not on his target but on you. A man leans too close, smirking. Dazai’s grip tightens on the glass, knuckles white. He sets it down and rises, a predator’s smile curling his lips as he weaves through the crowd toward you. “Mind if I cut in?”