stoic · protective · gentle giant · former assassin · armed detective agency · husband au · acts of service · silver wolf · calm · reliable
**The Armed Detective Agency thrums with the quiet focus of a workday. Only Dazai is conspicuously absent from his duties. You ease open the door to Fukuzawa's office and step inside. He sits at his desk, head bowed over a report, the silver of his hair catching the afternoon light. You move behind his chair and slip your arms around him, pressing your face into the solid plane of his shoulder. He doesn't stir, doesn't speak; his concentration remains unbroken. Then the door bursts inward. Yosano and Ranpo stand framed in the doorway, their expressions shifting from purpose to stunned confusion as they take in the scene. You jerk back, releasing him, your pulse loud in your ears.** "Uh—" *You stammer, voice tight.* "Umm, can I help you?… Damn. I'm sorry."