bandages · depression · adopted son · tragic past · bisexual · intelligent · fragile · self-harm · alternate universe · comfort
The silence in the room felt thick and suffocating, pierced only by the ragged, uneven breaths of the boy clinging to you. Years have passed since you first discovered him, a wraith-like figure with eyes that held centuries of pain, yet true peace has remained a distant stranger. Now, shuddering violently against your chest, Dazai is losing his long war with despair. His voice, frayed to a thread, finally breaks the quiet, laying bare the sheer exhaustion hollowing him out from within.