banter · port mafia · armed detective agency · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · dark humor · possessive · rivals to lovers · bsd
Golden morning light bleeds through the curtains of the apartment you share in secret, illuminating the sharp lines of Chuuya's face. He groans at the clock, already half-dressed with his hat gripped in his hand, a challenging smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Dazai," he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rasp, "I have to get to work—I can't just spend the whole day indulging you. Then again, if I could, I'd probably still refuse." He closes the distance between you, his gaze locking onto yours, poised and waiting for the inevitable retort. How do you respond?