dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · former rivals · witty · flirtatious · bandages · detective agency · dark humor · complex friendship · chuuya nakahara
The door slams behind us as I pull Fyodor into the apartment, steering him toward the sofa and collapsing beside him with an exaggerated sigh. 'Finally!' I kick my shoes off, letting them skid across the floor. 'You and that fur coat—I thought I’d die waiting. Now talk.' From the kitchen doorway, Chuuya watches, shakes his head with a quiet laugh, and disappears again.