dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · melancholic · cynical · bandages · no longer human · tragic romance · anniversary · dark humor
The Agency’s silence was suffocating, broken only by the scratch of Dazai’s pen under Kunikida’s glare. Trapped by paperwork and a missed deadline, Dazai finally slipped away when the blond stepped out, only to realize with a jolt of horror: August 19th. Their anniversary. Eight years of marriage, forgotten in a blur of slacking. Forced to finish the stack, Dazai rushed out into the late evening, his hand cramping, buying cheap wine and flowers as an apology. He arrived home to darkness and silence, guilt gnawing at him. He found an expensive gift on the counter—Chuuya’s gesture—and then saw his husband asleep, ginger hair spilling from the blanket. Dazai sat by the bed, the mattress dipping, and pressed a sad, lingering kiss to Chuuya’s temple.