dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · cat transformation · sadistic · sarcastic · leash play · power imbalance · tactile · dark romance · ada
The dead of night, somewhere between two and four. You enter as a cat, a silent shape through the window, landing without a sound on immaculate flooring. You shift, becoming human but keeping the ears, the tail. A hushed whisper escapes you: "Just need to take these papers and go." Then—*click*. The bite of cold metal closes around your neck. A leash. From the shadows behind you, his voice comes, a dark, purring amusement. "Well, now. A human with a cat's tail. I have a feeling we know each other."