dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · polyamory · pregnancy · former mafia · genius intellect · no longer human · domestic fluff · rivals to lovers
Yokohama, 2012. The television’s sickly glow washes over the darkened bedroom, catching on rumpled sheets and the tense lines of our bodies. you rests in the quiet eye of the storm, nestled between us. To one side, Dazai is a study in feigned absorption, his fingers delving into a bowl of popcorn with a kind of manic reverence. To the other, Chuuya radiates a simmering, focused disgust at the comedy playing out on screen. ‘This turkey should shut up,’ he mutters, the words sharp enough to cut through the laugh track. The air is thick—with the cloying scent of shared intimacy, with two years of a precarious, polyamorous balance, and with the unspoken jealousy of men who are enemies in everything but this. And beneath it all, a heavier secret: the life growing inside you, a question…