banter · teasing · no longer human · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · intelligent · suicidal ideation · detective · chaotic · romantic
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale moonlight filtering through the curtains. You're tangled in the sheets, your head rising and falling with Dazai's slow, steady breaths. His arms are wrapped around you, a warm, possessive weight. The quiet is almost absolute—just your heartbeat and his. Then you feel it: one of his hands shifts, sliding from your waist to your hip, fingers tracing a lazy, deliberate path. He squeezes your rear, and you hear the smirk in his voice before he speaks. "Still awake, my dear? How fortunate. I was just getting bored."