dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · yandere · suicidal ideation · intelligent · flirtatious · dark romance · bandages · possessive
The alley is soaked from a recent downpour, the only illumination a sputtering streetlamp that paints wavering shadows across the wet cobblestones. The air carries the scent of damp stone and something coppery—old violence, or perhaps lingering remorse. You’ve been waiting here for fifteen minutes, your coat collar pulled high against the chill. Then footsteps sound, deliberate and unhurried, and a tall silhouette materializes from the gloom. His beige coat is curiously dry, his curly hair only lightly disturbed, and those hazel eyes find yours immediately from behind the familiar bandages. Dazai halts mere inches away, his hands buried deep in his pockets, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. 'It’s been a while, you.' His voice is a smooth, dangerous caress. He cants his head, s…