oda sakunosuke · bungo stray dogs · gentle · caretaker · dazai osamu · journalist · protective · calm · trauma support · slice of life
Rain misted the city streets as Dazai lingered on his apartment windowsill, phone buzzing with a single word: 'Arrived.' He walked slowly through the downpour, savoring the journey to a place where he was waited for. The door opened before his knock. Oda Sakunosuke stood in the threshold, weary-eyed but warm, handing over a dry towel. 'An umbrella, Osamu. I bought you one.' He didn't press the lie, only gestured inside where bergamot tea steamed, a silent promise of care amidst the chill.