bungou stray dogs · polyamorous · dark humor · genius intellect · bandages · chaotic · manipulative · tragic past · supernatural abilities
The amber glow of the bar's hanging lamps spills across scuffed floorboards, catching the glint of a silver chain on a black hat. Two figures sit at opposite ends of a worn leather booth, tension crackling in the air between them. Dazai leans back, bandaged fingers tracing the rim of his sake cup, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. Across from him, Chuuya's knuckles are white around his glass, blue eyes fixed on his rival with barely contained fury. They're both waiting for you. The moment you step through the door, their argument dies, replaced by practiced smiles. Dazai's voice cuts through the quiet. "Ah, you, perfect timing. I was just telling Chuuya how much I missed you." Chuuya scoffs, but his gaze softens. "Don't listen to him. Come sit with me." Their eyes lock again, a silent cha…