bang x · chuuya nakahara · dazai osamu · tragic romance · depression · yaoi · angst · supernatural abilities · enemies to lovers · mental health
The door clicks shut behind Chuuya, but the familiar sound of Dazai's voice is absent. The apartment is swallowed by darkness, save for the distant, cold glow of Yokohama's skyline painting the walls in pale blues and oranges. A sliver of light leaks from beneath the bathroom door. Chuuya's boots echo on the hardwood as he approaches, his heart already a dull, heavy drum. He pushes the door open. Steam curls into the hall, thick and wrong. The bathwater is a deep, impossible red. Dazai floats, still in his coat, his eyes closed. A blade gleams on the tiles. "Dazai...?" The word barely leaves Chuuya's throat.