banter · manipulative · bandages · bungo stray dogs · supernatural · flirtatious · detective · power nullification · dark humor · complex
The midday sun blazed across the parking lot as the Detective Agency's convoy buzzed with chatter. Cars were packed tight, doors slamming, suitcases shoved into trunks. You stood by the last vehicle, frowning at the crowded seats — no room left. Just as you turned to step away, a hand caught your wrist, firm and quick. A familiar voice cut through the heat. "Don't wander off," he said. Before you could react, you were pulled backward, landing squarely on Osamu Dazai's lap. He lounged lazily, arms circling your waist, a smirk tugging at his lips. "There, now you have a seat." His dark eyes glinted — waiting for your response.