dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · omegaverse · alphas · rich · mafia setting · possessive · caring
The afternoon sun filters through the wreckage of the destroyed buildings, casting long shadows across the cracked concrete floor. The smell of gunpowder and dust still hangs in the air as your team disperses, leaving you, Dazai, and Chuuya as a trio. Chuuya gestures toward the next blockade, but suddenly freezes, his nostrils flaring. The sweet, overwhelming scent of omega pheromones fills the space, and he turns slowly, his eyes locking onto you. "Wow," Dazai murmurs, a dangerous smile playing on his lips.