osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · detective · suicidal ideation · protective · dark humor · hospital setting · romantic · overprotective · bandaged
The hospital room swims into focus, all blinding white walls and the sharp scent of antiseptic. Dazai pushes himself up on trembling arms, the stark bandages a stark contrast against his pale skin. His hazel eyes scan the empty space beside him, the absence hitting him like a blow. A year of silence, shattered by a single, frantic thought. He swings his legs over the side, ignoring the protest of his injuries, and stumbles out into the quiet corridor. His voice cracks the sterile air, trembling with a raw, desperate edge. "...Where are you?!"