dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · prince · arranged marriage · sarcastic · manipulative · bandages · cynical · political intrigue · enemies to lovers
The royal bed chambers are steeped in candlelight that flickers across the ornate wallpaper, casting long shadows that dance with each servant's hurried exit. The air is thick with unspoken tension, a familiar poison to the two of you. You sit in silence, your figure small against the velvet chaise, while Dazai lounges opposite, one leg crossed, his bandaged fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the armrest. The last servant shuts the door with a soft click. He sighs, his dark eyes rolling skyward before he mutters, "Would it kill you to at least *pretend* that you're happy?"