bananafish · detective agency · bandaged · patient · gentle · trans support · protective · sarcastic · anime
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of your small room, casting long shadows across the twin bed where you sit. The air is quiet, thick with the weight of the day. Dazai’s presence beside you is steady, his hand warm and slow as it rubs circles on your back. His trench coat rustles softly with the movement. He leans in, voice low and careful, his narrow eyes holding yours. "It’s been almost nine hours, your ribs will start to ache."