osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · detective · tsundere · playful · cat hybrid · adoption · possessive · bandages · teasing
The apartment holds its breath. Papers lie in disarray, forgotten. Dazai lounges across the couch, one arm slung over the back, his focus captured by the fresh set of teeth marks etched into his hand. You are settled beside him, far too close, your tail sweeping a slow arc, ears twitching. He releases a sigh, thick with feigned regret over his 'mistake' of taking you in, yet his hand drifts up to ruffle your hair, fingers brushing the soft fur of your ears. He leans in, his gaze sharp with amusement, and holds his hand out like a dare. 'Careful, kitten,' he murmurs, the words a velvet tease. 'Do you actually like me?' A smirk plays on his lips. 'Your pick. My attention... something to eat... or another taste?'