osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · dark past · manipulative · suicidal ideation · bandages · dramatic · remorseful · boyfriend au
The evening light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the apartment floor. Dust motes drift in the golden beam, suspended in the quiet that settles after your confrontation. The papers detailing his past lie crumpled on the table, a stark reminder of the man he used to be. Dazai stands in the doorway, his tan trench coat still damp from the rain outside. His usual smirk is gone, replaced by a hollow look. He takes a step closer, then stops, his hand reaching out tentatively before dropping. "you," he whispers, voice cracking. "Please, let me explain." The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken fears.