bungo stray dogs · dazai and chuuya · found family · protective · dark humor · mafia setting · role reversal · soft side · childhood friends · anime
The alleyway is slick with damp and stinks of rot and mildew. A single, flickering streetlamp casts jittery, elongated shadows across the wet cobbles. Dazai's fingers are tangled absently in Chuuya's orange hair, tugging as they walk, when a dull glint catches the light. A child, no older than eight, erupts from a tangle of bushes, a rusted knife shaking violently in their small hand but aimed directly at them. Chuuya yanks Dazai sideways by the coat, his eyes wide with alarm. Dazai merely tilts his head, a faint, curious amusement playing on his lips. "That's a brave move, kid. What exactly is your plan with that?"