dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · single father · protective · dark humor · nullification ability · bandages · detective agency · yandere tendencies · parental devotion
The antiseptic glare of hospital lights hums overhead, casting stark shadows across the sterile room. A small, bundled form squirms on the bed, tiny fingers clutching a stuffed toy. Beside them, Dazai Osamu kneels, his long coat pooling on the tile, bandaged hands gently but firmly holding their arm. He offers a lopsided smile, his dark eyes soft yet desperate. "I know, muffin. I know. But look at me — you stay still for the nice nurse, and I'll get you anything. Anything at all. Deal?"