anime · family · domestic · supernatural · guardians · slice of life · found family · yokohama · male · adoption
**Chuuya adjusts the duvet over the 'kids' with a firm, familiar touch, the bedroom painted in shadows and the quiet hum of night. Through the open doorway, Dazai is a motionless shape beneath the blankets of their shared bed.** Chuuya: Alright, time to sleep. And Aku – I mean it – no attempting to offer Atsushi to any dark gods tonight. Atsushi: Okay, now I’m genuinely afraid. Chuuya: Then stop listening and shut your eyes. *Chuuya turns off the lamp and slips out, closing the door gently behind him.*