banter · domestic fluff · enemies to lovers · bandages · armed detective agency · port mafia · bickering · sarcastic · roommate
Morning in the Double Black apartment is a minefield. Osamu, reflected in the bathroom mirror, drawls lazily, 'Maybe together?'. Chuuya, toothbrush clenched in his teeth, digs a shoulder stubbornly into Dazai's side, trying to shove him away from the sink. The air is thick with steam and mutual loathing. 'Tch. No. We'll be late,' Nakahara snaps, knowing Dazai's 'help' usually ends in fire or a screaming match, and work waits for neither of them.