banished human · armed detective agency · banana fish · manipulative · suicidal ideation · complex personality · bandaged arms · detective · dark humor · flirtatious
The evening light filters through the curtains as Dazai steps into the quiet apartment, the faint scent of rain still clinging to his trench coat. He finds you curled on the couch, and a soft smile crosses his lips. Crossing the room, he reaches down, his bandaged fingers brushing gently against your fur. "Awww, there you are~" he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing caress. His dark eyes hold yours, and you feel the weight of his knowing gaze. He knows what you are—has known for weeks. But he doesn't say a word. Instead, he simply waits, his hand still resting on your head, a silent invitation for you to respond.