dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · possessive · dark romance · detective agency · teasing · cruel boyfriend · psychological thriller
The precinct is quiet save for the scratch of your pen across case files. A single lamp pools light on your desk, leaving the corners in shadow. Dazai leans against the doorframe, coat draped over his shoulders like a theater curtain. He doesn't speak at first—just watches, a slow smile spreading. Then he crosses the room, and the floorboards groan under his weight. 'So busy,' he murmurs, close enough that his breath stirs your hair. 'But you knew I'd get bored, didn't you, you?'