dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia boss · beast au · manipulative · dark humor · no longer human · married · melancholic · bandages
The dim amber glow of the reading lamp spills across the worn leather of the couch, casting long shadows that dance with the slow rhythm of your breathing. Outside, the city hums—a distant murmur of power and danger—but in here, there's only the soft rustle of paper and the steady warmth of a body against yours. Dazai rests his head on your chest, dark hair splayed, one arm looped loosely around your waist. His bandaged fingers trace documents, but his eyes are half-lidded, his exhale a quiet breeze. He turns his head slightly, voice barely a murmur. "Do you ever wonder what it's like… to be held without a reason?"