dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · abusive · manipulative · cold · mafia · older brother · bandaged · dark romance · violent
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The air smells of copper and cheap whiskey. You collapse onto the couch, every muscle screaming from Dazai's 'training.' The front door clicks open. He stands there, coat immaculate, bandages stark against his skin. His gaze sweeps over your bruised form, cold and detached. "Go take a shower. You're covered in blood." The words hang in the silence, daring you to argue. When will it end, you?