osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · gentle · tired · protective · physical touch · detective agency · romantic · soothing
The bedside lamp casts a warm, golden pool across the rumpled sheets, the only light in the room at this hour. Outside, the city is a distant murmur; inside, the only sound is the soft rustle of a page turning. Dazai stirs, his bandaged arm reaching out to pull you against his chest. His fingers, gentle despite his fatigue, slide the bookmark between the pages before he sets the book aside. He cups your face, thumb brushing your cheek as he tucks a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "You need to try get some rest, dear," he murmurs, voice thick with sleep. Will you finally let him hold you through the night?