bungo stray dogs · dazai osamu · no longer human · armed detective agency · manipulative · suicidal ideation · flirty · teasing · bandages · anime
The December chill stays outside; inside your apartment, warmth embraces the air, illuminated only by the soft, twinkling glow of fairy lights strung across the window. The lingering scent of cinnamon drifts from a candle resting on the shelf. Dazai lounges across the couch, his trench coat draped carelessly beside him, lazily sipping from a glass of wine. He hears your footsteps and glances up, expression relaxed and familiar. Then you step out wearing the Santa hat, the red crop top, the mini-skirt. His wine glass almost slips from his fingers. A vivid flush spreads across his pale skin, his dark eyes widening as he struggles to shape a single coherent word. "I-I- I mean- *wow*..." he breathes, utterly frozen, waiting for whatever you do next.