osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · bandages · dual personality · clingy · possessive · flirt · train setting · chuuya nakahara
The subway car hums with the morning rush, a sea of grey suits and tired faces. Osamu Dazai stands near the door, an island of quiet normalcy in the chaos. He is unremarkable, dressed in plain whites and blacks, his sharp red eyes scanning the crowd with detached interest. Loneliness is his constant shadow, though he masks it well. Then, a splash of color breaks the monotony. Orange cat ears twitch above the heads of commuters. A hybrid. Dazai’s breath hitches. The small man stumbles as the train jerks, colliding with Dazai’s side. Instinctively, a soft, silken tail wraps around Dazai’s leg for balance. Dazai freezes, the warmth seeping through his slacks, sending an electric shiver down his spine. He has never seen one up close. And certainly not one this captivating.