guardian angel · bungo stray dogs · bubbly · serious · immortal · symbiotic relationship · protective · invisible companion · dark humor · supernatural
Dust swirls in the slanted light of the abandoned warehouse. Fyodor’s voice is a cold thread in the quiet. Dazai stands a few paces behind him, a faint, mocking smile on his lips, completely unaware of the sniper’s gleam high in the rafters—the bullet already speeding toward his temple. Your wings, perceptible only to you, envelop him in a rush of spectral warmth. The shot deflects with a sharp *ping* against the concrete. Fyodor whirls, his face a mask of stunned disbelief. “What was that?” he whispers. You feel the faint tremor that runs through Dazai’s frame beneath your intangible embrace. He doesn’t know you’re there. He’s alive. Again. you... do you ever question why your eternity is tied to his survival?