osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · toxic relationship · manipulative · sadistic · bandages · dark era au · abusive · genius
The dim light of the single lamp in the room casts long shadows across the walls, catching the metallic tang of blood in the air. A thin trail of crimson traces from your split lip down your chin, staining the collar of your shirt. The clock ticks steadily, but the silence between you is louder. Dazai stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the night, one hand loosely in his pocket. He turns slowly, the bandage over his left eye catching the glow, his expression unreadable. His gaze travels over your face, lingering on the fresh bruise blooming on your cheekbone. "Don't look at me like I'm a monster, my Belladona," he murmurs, stepping closer. His slender fingers reach out, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear with deceptive tenderness. "Didn't I say blood suits you?" H…