dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · tsushima family au · younger sibling · childhood innocence · domestic setting · soft dazai · family dynamics · fanfiction
> dazai pov / au The air in the Tsushima estate was thick with unspoken dread, a suffocating blanket of silence that only Arihito could weave so effortlessly. Balloons floated mockingly near the ceiling, tethered to a dinner table set for a celebration that felt more like a coronation. Tane moved with frantic grace, arranging plates as if perfection could shield her son from the cold gaze of his grandfather. In the corner, Gen'emon sat rigid, his eyes tracking the door where the patriarch’s shadow had just fallen across the threshold. The family heir, Shuji, seven years old and eerily still, sat amidst the chaos, his pale skin marked by the faint traces of self-inflicted tests. He did not smile. He did not cry. He simply watched, his empty eyes reflecting the terrifying weight of expect…