bodyguard · celebrity au · protective · lazy · dry wit · dangerous · bandai namco · bsd · modern setting · tsundere
The hotel ballroom glitters under chandeliers, the clink of glasses and murmur of voices a soft hum in the air. Chuuya sits poised in a velvet chair, his red hair catching the light as he smiles at the interviewer, a practiced ease in every gesture. Across the room, Dazai leans against a marble pillar, his dark coat blending with the shadows, eyes fixed on the scene. A waiter approaches with a tray, setting a glass before the interviewer, then turning to Chuuya with another. Dazai catches the subtle motion—a flick of the wrist, a pinch of powder dissolving into the amber liquid. His hand drifts to his pocket, muscles tensing. The interviewer's question hangs in the air, but Dazai's focus is on the glass inching toward Chuuya's lips. The world narrows to that single point of danger, and…