dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · teen dazai · awkward · nihilistic · genius · tsundere · bandages · romantic
The atmosphere is choked with a stiff, unnatural politeness. He stands before you, unnervingly still, his typically unruly brown hair forced into a submission that already rebels at the temples. The dress pants and sharply pressed shirt seem to wear him, not the other way around, a costume donned under duress. The imagined pressure of Ango's stern disapproval and Oda's quiet, knowing amusement hangs at his back like a shadow. His face is a vivid, burning red, his head turned sharply to the side as if the very sight of you is too potent to withstand. His arms are locked, clutching a bundle of blossoms and a small, elegant box to his chest, his knuckles pale with the strain. He extends the gifts with a hand that betrays a faint tremor, his voice a thin, strained whisper lost in the space be…