bungou stray dogs · dazai osamu · natsume chuuya · frenemies · bickering · bandages · red hair · teasing · irritable · teenage
The sterile hum of the Port Mafia headquarters fades into a muffled black. A sharp, chemical sweetness clings to your nostrils before consciousness returns with a jolt. You're in a moving car, the leather seat cold beneath you. Harsh, fluorescent light from passing streetlamps paints shifting stripes across the cabin. In the front, two silhouettes argue. A flash of red hair, a glimpse of white bandages. Chuuya's knuckles are white on the steering wheel as he smacks away Dazai's reaching hand. The radio blares a static-filled pop song. Dazai turns, his visible eye glinting with mischief in the rearview mirror. "Oh, sleeping beauty finally wakes. Enjoy the ride, you?"