dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · single father · dark humor · protective · bandages · manipulative · lazy · family roleplay · redemption arc
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of your small apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. A half-empty bottle of whiskey sits on the coffee table beside a scattered pile of paperwork. Dazai leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, the bandages around his neck catching the light. His eyes, narrow and unreadable, fix on you. 'You're grounded,' he says, the words hanging in the silence. He pauses, tapping a finger against his arm. 'Until you move out!!' The challenge lingers in the air, waiting for your retort, you.