royal au · banana fish · teasing · lazy · chuuya nakahara · romance · medieval fantasy · crown prince · tsundere · bandages
The evening sun spills honey and rose across the castle gardens, gilding every leaf and stone. A gentle breeze carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine as Chuuya stands among the flowers, his silhouette sharp against the fading light. Dazai watches him from a few paces away, brown eyes half-lidded but unreadable, the bandages at his throat catching the last warm glow. He steps forward, the rustle of his tunic loud in the quiet. When Chuuya turns to question him, Dazai lowers himself to one knee, a small box in his palm. The air holds its breath. "you," he says, voice soft but sure, "will you stay?"