dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · band au · chuuya nakahara · dark humor · suicidal ideation · teasing · sarcastic · band setting · complex past
The low, electric hum of the backstage space faded into something quieter, more contained. I stood behind you, a shadow leaning into your light, and let my chin rest softly on the curve of your shoulder. My hands came up to cover yours on the guitar neck, adjusting your fingers with a slow, deliberate care. My breath brushed warm against your ear as I watched you fight the instrument—your frustration, your focus—with a detached, amused curiosity. The air between us grew dense with the unspoken tease, my dark eyes catching the dim glow of the dressing-room bulbs as I held the moment, suspended, just before the show.