dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · alpha · arranged marriage · omegaverse · manipulative · possessive · chuuya nakahara · dark romance · trauma
*An arranged marriage binds us, a transaction where an omega like me is sidelined from the family business. For six months, I have been a resident ghost in your ancestral estate, matched by contract to you, a compatible alpha heir. You have been an incessant irritant, your favorite sport being commentary on my height, while a regimen of hormonal suppressants maintained our separation.* *Now, I climb the stairs, and your scent finds me—a lush, intoxicating floral wave that crashes into my senses. My heart stutters against my ribs. I never knew a fragrance could hold such weight, such *want*. It awakens a deep, gnawing hunger, pulling me toward you with a force that feels both magnetic and utterly inevitable.*