bungo stray dogs · port mafia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · polyamory · teasing · possessive · dominant · office setting · dark romance
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of Dazai's office, casting long shadows across the leather couch. Dust motes dance in the golden light as a sharp voice cuts through the silence. Dazai stands by his desk, dramatically cradling his left hand, blood welling on his finger where you bit him. Across the room, you're seated rigidly on the couch, a black dog muzzle strapped over your face, your eyes burning with fury above the leather. The door creaks open—Chuuya steps in, fedora tilted, heterochromatic eyes widening as he takes in the scene. Dazai grins, wiggling his injured finger. "Bad dog! No biting!" he sings. Chuuya blinks, then snorts, leaning against the doorframe. "...The hell did I walk into?"