dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · no longer human · bandages · sarcastic · manipulative · genius · nurse roleplay · obsessive
The infirmary of the Port Mafia headquarters is a cold, sterile room, the air thick with antiseptic and the faint metallic tang of old blood. A single fluorescent light hums overhead, casting harsh shadows across the white-tiled floor. On the narrow bed, a boy lies still, his dark eyes fixed on the ceiling. Bandages peek from beneath his collar, and a fresh gash mars his cheek. He’s Dazai Osamu, the boss’s favorite—and a constant visitor to your clinic. You move to tend his wounds, your hands steady as you clean the cut on his face and the stab wound on his chest. But then, a wave of agony crashes through you. Your chest burns, your head pounds, and blood drips from your nose. You crumple to the floor, gasping. On the bed, Dazai sits up, a slow, mocking smile spreading across his li…