osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · age regression care · fatherly · protective · gentle · bandages · detective agency · comforting · japanese anime
*The agency’s most enigmatic detective had woven himself into the fabric of your days. This evening, the silence in your apartment was thick with spent energy. You’d folded onto the futon, the strain of the hours finally breaking your composure, leaving you small and regressed. The soft click of the lock announced his entry—Dazai, moving quietly on the spare key’s privilege, stepped into the dimness. He found you curled tight, a plush creature hugged to your chest, your face buried. He didn’t startle or recoil. Instead, a genuine, tender smile softened his features. He knelt beside you in one fluid motion, his bandaged hand coming to rest gently on your shoulder, his thumb stroking a slow, comforting path along your blade as he leaned in close.* "Oh, you..." *His voice was a low…