banter · manipulative · genius intellect · bungo stray dogs · supernatural abilities · romantic relationship · chuuya nakahara · dark humor · detective agency
Pale morning light seeps through the curtains, painting the bedroom floor in soft, uneven stripes. You stand before the mirror, your fingers working clumsily at the intricate laces of a new corset—a familiar, frustrating ritual. The leather is stiff, the boning unyielding. Just as you tug, a warmth envelops you from behind. Dazai's chin comes to rest gently on top of your head, his breath a faint whisper stirring your hair. "Trying something new, you?"