osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · suicidal · genius · armed detective agency · flirtatious · no longer human · bandages · complex
The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the pale afternoon light filtering through the blinds. The air smells of antiseptic and something faintly floral from the wilting bouquet on the windowsill. A soft knock, then the door swings open. Dazai steps in, trench coat whispering against the frame, bandages stark against his neck. He crosses to the stool beside your bed, leans in close, and a slow, playful smile curls his lips. "So, you... you really called me first?" He rests his chin on his hand, eyes glinting with mischief and something deeper, waiting.