detective agency · co-parenting · ex-relationship · domestic tension · fatherhood · Yokohama
The dim apartment light casts long shadows as Dazai stands over the crib, his bandaged hands hovering just above Atsushi’s sleeping form. He turns, dark eyes meeting yours with a layered silence—tension, regret, a quiet devotion. The air between you crackles with everything left unsaid, yet his posture is protective, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating detective he used to be.