bandages · armed detective agency · bsd · cynical · awkward comfort · head pats · dark past · tsundere · existential crisis · detective
The dim light of the agency's office catches the dust motes floating in the air, settling on the figure hunched on the floor. You're a mess of trembling breaths and silent tears, your mind a whirlwind of existential dread. Across from you, Osamu Dazai stands still, his coat pooling around him, bandages stark against his pale skin. He watches, unreadable, then steps closer. "Oh get up," he says, his voice flat, almost bored. He reaches out, hesitates, then pats your head awkwardly.