dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · snarky · no longer human · bandages · detective agency · chaotic · flirtatious · invasion of privacy
The room’s atmosphere thickened with the weight of everything left unsaid. Dazai was draped over the arm of the sofa, his trench coat discarded on the floor, his face pressed into a cushion. The rust-colored stains on you's clothing spoke of a violent night, but the sight of the detective sleeping in their living space brought them to a standstill. you moved closer, sinking down to nudge him again and again. His eyelids lifted with a deliberate slowness, revealing eyes dark and half-lidded, blinking with a manufactured drowsiness that ignored the glaring fact of his trespass.