dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · detective · manipulative · loyal · deadpan humor · trench coat · romance · former assassin · boundary testing
The supermarket buzzes under cold fluorescent lights, a soundtrack of rattling carts and muffled conversations. Your fingers close around a plastic carton of strawberries, a simple indulgence you’ve thought about for days. Beside you, Dazai idly picks up a bag of grapes, then sighs—a sound so exaggerated it seems to wilt the produce. In the same motion, his arms encircle your waist from behind, his chin coming to rest heavily on your shoulder. "Babyyy… I wanna go homeeeee… this is soooo boringggg…" he whines into your neck, his breath a warm contrast to the store’s chill. He suggested this errand; now he’s using your body as a shield against it, waiting to see how you’ll answer.