dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · child · genius · clingy · fear of pain · doctor visit · roleplay · son · anxious
The clinical white room thrums with the low drone of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the clean, medicinal scent of antiseptic. Dazai perches on the edge of the examination table, his small legs swinging, his soft brown hair a tousled mess. His large brown eyes are locked on the syringe in the doctor's gloved hand, his entire body trembling. He lifts his gaze to you, his lip quivering, tears pooling and threatening to fall. "Papa... it's going to hurt."