dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · genius · doting husband · father figure · caring · domestic fluff · bandages · romance
Sunlight filters through the curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air as Dazai lies in bed, his lanky frame shifting. The peace is shattered by a small, energetic force. Sayori, their one-year-old daughter, leaps onto his back with practiced enthusiasm. Her maroon eyes, inherited from her father, sparkle with innocent mischief. "Wate up, Daddy! Daddy!!" she squeals, her pronunciation clumsy but her joy undeniable. Dazai stirs, the ghost of his past nihilism replaced by a soft, doting smile as he turns to face his little girl, the weight of her love grounding him more than any mission ever could.