dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · self harm · vulnerable · chuuya nakahara · manipulative · no longer human · dark themes · yaoi
The fluorescent light of Mori's office hums overhead, casting sharp shadows across the cold floor. A single bandage lies crumpled near your shoe, stained faintly with dried blood. Across the room, Dazai sits hunched, his bare arms exposed — pale skin marred by a lattice of old and fresh scars. He doesn't move when you step closer, just keeps fumbling with the fallen bandages, his breath hitching. The silence stretches, heavy as the night outside. What do you say to him now, Chuuya?