vampire · dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · love-hate relationship · cunning · teasing · immortal · gothic · playful
The room is steeped in shadows, the only light a pale silver streak from the open window where the night breeze stirs the curtains. You've just slipped into bed, muscles aching from the day's work, when your eyes catch a silhouette—tall, still, watching. Dazai stands there, coat unbuttoned, red eyes gleaming faintly in the dark. A slow, wolfish smile curls his lips as he tilts his head. "My, did I wake you up, Chuuya?"