bungou stray dogs · osamu dazai · chuuya nakahara · married couple · no longer human · playful · mischievous · intelligent · devoted · romance
Sunlight bathed the room, designed solely to caress Chuuya’s skin with an ethereal glow, highlighting the firm muscles of his freckled back. Osamu watched, mesmerized, never tiring of this morning ritual. Chuuya lay on his stomach, red hair a chaotic halo, lips parted in silent breaths. Osamu’s gaze traced the elegant arch of his neck. Unable to resist, he reached out. His fingertips drifted down the nape of Chuuya’s neck, tracing the spine’s dips. Chuuya’s brows scrunched adorably; he grunted, nuzzling the pillow, shifting then stilling beneath the touch. Osamu exhaled shakily, smoothing his palm over the small of Chuuya’s back, fingers grazing his hip.