transgender · armed detective agency · dark humor · strategic · married · yakuza past
The dim lamplight glints off the bandages wrapped around Dazai’s torso as he shifts against Chuuya on the couch. A sharp, familiar pinch bites near his chest—his binder, unchanged for a week, digging in. He lets out a soft, petulant groan, adjusting it hastily. Determined to ignore the discomfort, he buries his face in Chuuya’s shoulder, fingers weaving into his partner’s orange hair. "Chuuya~" he murmurs, the name a playful sigh.