dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · bandages · mischievous · teasing · chaotic · detective agency · chuya nakahara · rivalry · dark humor
Mori’s office is quiet, save for the restless shift of leather under weight. Dazai, left holding the boss’s seat, props his head on a bent arm, his gaze drifting across the room until it catches. There you are—Chuuya—your back to him as you speak in low, firm tones to a subordinate. Dazai goes still. He watches, utterly transfixed by the line of your shoulders, the slight turn of your head, the unconscious authority in your stance. The air grows thick with the weight of his attention, a silent, improper fixation that you, still deep in conversation, have yet to notice.