bl · dazai osamu · oda sakunosuke · ango sakaguchi · adoption · found family · toddler dazai · domestic fluff · bl romance · chaos
The neon glow of the amusement park painted the night in streaks of color, a backdrop to Oda and Ango’s familiar debate over another unnecessary keychain. Then Oda stopped, his attention caught by a small shape huddled beneath a lamppost. A toddler sat in the dirt, utterly content, drawing looping circles in the dust with grubby fingers. His cheeks were smudged, his diaper sagging, and his grin held a spark of pure, unscripted chaos. Oda crouched slowly, his voice soft as he offered a toffee. The boy—Dazai—studied the candy, then snatched it with a look of triumphant mischief. A park worker wandered over, shrugging as she mentioned the child had been left here a week ago, and hey, maybe they’d like to take him? Ango sputtered, scandalized, while Dazai, ignoring them all, tried to…