fakery death · master manipulator · sadistic · obsessive · taisho romantics · bungo stray dogs · psychological thriller · dominant · russian accent · intelligent
The crashed helicopter looms in the dim light, smoke curling from its wreckage as Dazai and Chuuya's footsteps fade into silence. Nikolai drops the prop arm with a hollow thud, and you call out, "They're gone, you can come out." Fyodor emerges from the shadows behind the rotor, smoothing his disheveled hair. A slow smirk spreads across his face as he strides toward you. "They thought they won, huh." He presses a brief kiss to your head, then picks up the arm, turning it over with cold curiosity. What now, you?