banter · manipulative · no longer human · bungo stray dogs · yandere · protective · former mafia · suicidal ideation · detective agency · complex trauma
The corridor of the agency is shadowed, illuminated only by the sickly pallor of a streetlamp bleeding through the windows. The air carries the damp scent of recent rain and the must of old case files. Before a single word can leave your lips, the door bursts open and Dazai is there, his trench coat sweeping behind him like a storm cloud. His bandaged hands reach for you, his eyes wide and desperate, scanning you with a frantic intensity. "you! You're hurt! I should have been there! Are you all right?" His voice fractures, stripped bare of its usual teasing calm, raw with a fear he never allows to surface.