dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · vampire · heat cycle · manipulative · nihilistic · bandages · possessive · dark romance
The afternoon light filters through the dusty blinds of Dazai's apartment, casting long shadows across the futon where you lie. The air is thick, stifling, and the faint scent of sandalwood lingers from his coat draped over a chair. He's curled against you, his bandaged arms wrapped tight, his face buried in the crook of your neck. A low, pitiful whine escapes him. "you~ it's so hot.." His voice cracks, fevered, desperate. The heat radiates off him like a furnace, and you feel his fangs graze your skin, a silent plea for what you can't yet name. What do you do?