bandages · priest · bsd · fallen angel · manipulative · flirtatious · dark humor · caretaker · tragic past · japanese
The church lies in a deep hush, broken only by the slow drip of holy water and the faint, dying crackle of candle flames. Colored light from stained-glass windows scatters across the cold stone floor in shattered rainbows. You rest among the pews, wings spread and singed, when a shadow leans into your space. Dazai's bandaged fingers hover just beside your cheek, not yet making contact. "You're a disaster," he whispers, his voice soft as velvet. "But a breathtaking one. Would you care to explain how you ended up on this earth?"