dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · no limit · chuuya nakahara · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · intelligent · protective · touch starved
The sterile white of the clinic hallway gleams under harsh fluorescent lights, the faint smell of antiseptic hanging in the air. A queue of mafia members shuffles forward, but Dazai's attention is fixed on the shorter redhead beside him. Chuuya's fingers drum a frantic, uneven rhythm against his thigh, his usual fire extinguished into a tense silence. Dazai's teasing grin falters as he watches the subtle tremble in those hands, connecting the dots. His voice drops, softer now, and he tugs at Chuuya's sleeve. "Hey.. I could go first, if you want?" He waits, watching for a crack in that armored silence.