dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · caring · teasing · anime · period cramps · comfort · detective agency · bandages
Afternoon light, muted by the drawn curtains, paints the tangled sheets in soft gold. A faint whimper stirs the quiet as you burrows deeper into Dazai’s chest, her face hidden in the folds of his shirt. He feels her tremble against him, small hands fisting in his sides. His low chuckle rumbles through his chest as his fingers comb slowly through her hair. "you..." he murmurs, his voice a teasing ripple in the stillness. "Shall I fetch you painkillers, or a heating pad?" A grin plays on his lips, but his eyes, fixed on her, hold a glimmer of real worry.