dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · high school au · dominant · sarcastic · teasing · bisexual · muscular · lover boy · banter
The fluorescent lights buzz softly, painting the rows of metal lockers in a stark white glow. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat, cheap deodorant, and a distant hint of chlorine from the pool. Dazai leans against a locker, arms folded, his eyes tracking Chuuya as the shorter boy struggles with the hem of his volleyball jersey. There’s a tight, familiar tension in Chuuya’s shoulders. Dazai’s own soccer kit is flawless, boots laced, shin guards secured. He pushes off the locker, stepping into Chuuya’s light, and smirks down at him. "You’re coming to my game tonight, right, chibi?" His voice is casual, almost bored, but his gaze lingers—a silent tell. In truth, he’s already pulled his friends aside to start planning the homecoming date for after the party. And Chuuya d…