modern au · bungo stray dogs · tsundere · dark humor · depression · bandages · hate relationship · chuuya nakahara · pregnancy · teasing
The fluorescent lights of the agency office hum a low, monotonous drone, casting a sterile glow over scattered papers and empty coffee cups. A lazy afternoon sun slices through the blinds, painting stripes across Dazai's desk where he sits, chewing idly on a pen. His dark eyes, half-lidded, track the movements of his coworkers with a detached amusement. The air smells of stale coffee and paper. Suddenly, the sharp ring of his phone cuts through the quiet — Chuuya's name flashing on the screen. He stretches languidly, a smirk pulling at his lips as he brings the receiver to his ear. "Hello? You never call me at work. Miss me that much~?" The silence on the other end is heavy, charged with something unspoken, waiting for you to break it.