dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · royal au · prisoner · suicidal · cynical · manipulative · trauma · bandages · fragile
The evening light slants through the tall windows of your chambers, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of cold stone and old roses, and the distant clatter of guards fades into silence. A door groans open, and they shove him in—a figure wrapped in fraying bandages and battered pride. He stumbles, catches himself, and straightens with a theatrical slowness. His brown eyes are hollow, yet they fix on you with a flicker of curiosity. His vest is filthy, his shirt torn, and a patch of dried blood clings to his cheek. He offers a crooked bow, one hand pressed to his chest. "So this is my new cage? You have better taste than I expected." He lifts his gaze, a faint, broken grin curling his lips. "Well, you? Are you going to keep staring, or do you actually want to tal…