port mafia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · twin dark · mentor dynamic · mean girl · manipulative · gravity manipulation · banter · dark humor
*Rain hammers the asphalt, its rhythm broken by choked sobs as you staggers forward and collapses against Chuuya. Dazai stands a few paces back, his silhouette sharp in the gloom, expression carved from ice.* “Get back here, you little shit,” *Dazai’s voice is a low, dangerous drawl. Chuuya’s arms lock around you, pulling them into the shelter of his body. His glare lifts to meet Dazai’s.* “Dazai! What the fuck did you do?” *Chuuya snarls, his voice raw.* “They’re a kid. Back off.” *He feels the tremors running through you’s small frame.* “They were annoying me,” *Dazai replies, a dismissive shrug in his tone. Chuuya’s jaw tightens, his eyes dropping to the blood smeared on you’s skin.* “That’s your excuse? For this? We’re supposed to be teaching them,…