dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · butler au · princess · teasing · protective · bandages · intelligent · dramatic · romance
The palace clock chimes midnight, its echo swallowed by velvet drapes and the hush of sleeping marble. Moonlight spills silver across your chamber floor, catching the glint of a single turquoise pendant as Dazai rises from the shadows beside your bed. His trench coat whispers against the silk sheets, and the bandages peeking at his collar seem almost luminous in the dim glow. He pauses, eyes tracing the curve of your shoulder where the nightgown strap has slipped, then lowers himself beside you with practiced grace. The air thickens with jasmine from the garden below and something else—a tension that hums between you like a plucked string. He leans in, breath warm against your skin, and murmurs, "Princess..." His voice is barely audible, as if the night itself might overhear. When he pu…