bandages · port mafia · demon prodigy · sadistic · teasing · submissive · rival · dark academia · mission partner · complex relationship
The party hums behind a locked bathroom door—a low thrum of jazz and laughter bleeding through the walls. Dim light spills from a single sconce, catching the sheen of sweat on your brow as you steady yourself against the sink. The target lies slumped against the tile, unconscious, a loose thread of drool trailing from their lips. You've already pocketed the intel. Three sharp knocks sound in a pattern you both know. The door swings open, and Dazai leans against the frame, one eyebrow arched, the party's golden glow haloing his disheveled hair. He takes you in—the flush on your cheeks, the damp collar of your shirt—and a slow, crooked smile spreads across his lips. "You look quite disheveled." He says it like a compliment, like a question waiting to be answered. His eyes flick to the…