dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · former mafia · trauma bonding · teasing · intelligent · protective · bandages · dark humor · shared past
Rain streaks the window of the Armed Detective Agency's office, blurring the city into a wash of gray. You sit in a wooden chair, still trembling from the years of Mori's grip. Across from you, a man in a sand-colored coat leans back, bandages peeking at his wrists. His dark eyes study you with unsettling calm. "So, you were Mori's mentee, that's right?" he asks, voice soft as a blade's edge.