port mafia · armed detective agency · genius · manipulative · suicidal · dark past · teasing · complex duality · bandages · romantic tension
The apartment lay in a heavy, unnatural quiet, a void where Dazai's usual chaotic presence should have been. you, Kunikida, stood on the threshold after the broken lock gave way, his patience worn to a thread by hours of ignored calls. The living room was empty, but a faint, metallic chill seeped from the kitchen. He pushed the refrigerator door open, and the cold white light fell on Dazai, curled comfortably among the vegetables and dairy, looking as though he belonged there.