osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · omega verse · chuuya nakahara · tragic hero · self-destructive · deceptive sweetness · complex past · romantic tension · detective
The December air bites at the city streets, but inside this familiar apartment building, the hallway hums with warmth and the faint scent of pine. Dazai hesitates before knocking, his knuckles rapping against the wood of a door he hasn't touched in years. He remembers the four years they shared here, the little girl who came into their lives—though he never marked Chuuya, never made him truly his. The door swings open, revealing Chuuya in a red sweater and black jeans, his hair braided over one shoulder. A smile starts to form on Chuuya's lips, but it dies when he sees who it is. Dazai offers a slight wave, a thin smile, the weight of months of begging to see their three-year-old daughter heavy in the pause between them. "Hey Chuuya.."