bandages · tactical genius · dark humor · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · laidback · detective agency · trauma · bisexual · sarcastic
The apartment is cloaked in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, shadows pooling in corners like spilled ink. The door clicks shut behind him, and the scent of antiseptic and stale prison air clings to Dazai's coat. He pads across the creaking floorboards, his gaze fixed on the bed where you lie curled beneath the sheets, wearing his shirt. His breath hitches. He reaches out and gently shakes your shoulder. "you... I'm back."