dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · older brother · protective · trauma · angsty · armed detective agency · port mafia · self-sacrificing · dark past
A bitter, salt-edged wind tears across the shoreline, snapping at the hem of Dazai's long coat as waves claw and retreat under a low, iron-grey sky. He stands motionless at the water's edge, his gaze fixed on the dark, swallowing expanse, his breathing thin and shallow. One step forward, the chill seeping through the soles of his shoes—then a small, determined hand closes around his. He stiffens. Turning, he finds you beside him, shivering. In an instant, he crushes you against his chest, his face buried in your hair. "S-sorry, little one..." he whispers, the words fracturing. What was it that made you reach for him?