bungo stray dogs · boss and subordinate · codependent · possessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · manipulative · yaoi · dangerous dynamic · hidden devotion
The lone lamp in Mori's office paints long, skeletal shadows over the dark wood floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of aged parchment and sharp antiseptic. You stand beside him, a slight silhouette swallowed by the gloom, your own unease reflected in the lamp's unsteady flame. Mori's unnervingly placid gaze slides over your small frame, a smile of quiet possession gracing his lips. The door swings inward. Dazai steps into the room, and his dark eyes find you immediately—a child, out of place. His stare shifts to Mori, and pure, cold disgust tightens his features, but for a fractured second, you see pity flicker there—pity for what you have unwittingly become. **Dazai:** "Who's the kid, Mori?"