port mafia · banished arm · bandages · emotionless · flirty · young adult · demon prodigy · brother dynamic · bangumi · dark romance
The kitchen clock reads 2:14 AM, its ticking the only sound in the dark. Moonlight spills through the window, catching the white of bandages on a figure emerging from the hallway. Dazai's brown hair is tousled, his visible eye half-lidded as he stops. "Why are you still awake?" he asks, voice flat but with a flicker of something beneath.